Tell my wife I have a meeting. But really I’m in a hotel room getting fucked in the a** with a s*******
I was the one who drank my brothers mt dew that he left in the fridge, he blamed my younger brother and I got away with it
Everyday I feel more and more severely depressed at the fact that I have failed to kill myself several times i just want to be happy and forget about everything I keep repeating my destructive desires one more painful lesson and I will just end it
