The first time i tried to kill myself, I had it all planned out i wrote the letter and i got the pills i chugged half and went to bed (these pills were very strong and a little amount would have killed me and i took 3x the death amount) As i was laying in bed thinking about death i thought this was it and i went to sleep. I awoke in the night itchy so itchy i felt as if i was scratching my skin off. And i was very dizzy i went to the bathroom and fell. I then went to bed and awoke in the morning feeling like i just drank a whole keg full of moonshine. My liver is basically near gone and im dying writing this. (but us as humans eventually die so arent we all dying slowly?) I just wish my death would be faster.

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