• 6 years ago
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i wish someone would kidnap me. i dont care if they kill
me after.

if someone killed me, instead of myself,
it would be alot easier on my family and friends.
honestly theyre not the reason i want to die.

i want to die because i hate the body i was born in, i hate
the stupid voice in my head, my voice, telling me how
worthless i am, im never going to find love, no one would
ever, i dont have a purpose in life, and im never going
to be successful. i especially hate waking up everyday
and doing the same things over and over again. its not like
im exceptional at school, in fact im an idiot.

when someone kidnaps you, it usually means theyve been
watching over you for a long time, and usually they makes
an effort to keep you theirs for a long time, taking precautions
so they dont get caught and they can spend all their time with
you. usually it means they like you, they love you enough,
to kidnap you.

even if i get kidnapped for prostitution, at least that means
i was worthy enough to be noticed.

if i get kidnapped then i wouldnt be the one hurting my
family, it would be them.

they would house me, feed me, and clothe me whenever they wants.
when they torture me, at least theyll takes pleasure. thats the
least my worthless self could provide.

everyday would be a surprise. and i dont even have
to worry about pleasing my family, friends, school, or
the world in general.

just him.

it would be easier.

All Comments

  • r u girl or boy?

    Anonymous March 21, 2018 10:44 am Reply
  • I’ve been where you are. I thought about a shotgun at my chin every day for like 3 years but wouldn’t do it to my family and friends and people would say “What a loser.” Instead I thought about “accidentally” getting hit by a car or train. I would also sincerely pray to God to stop my heart in the night so I could just die peacefully and while people would be sad, they would not have the added agony of knowing I committed suicide. PS My father committed suicide and I found the body, which was a truly horrible experience as he had been dead for three days and there were flies on him. And my friend Jenny jumped out a window a year and a half ago and I really miss her but I also think “Fucking asshole.”

    Anonymous March 23, 2018 2:28 am Reply

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