negative, spiraling pt 2 featuring death thoughts
like.. i love my datemates a lot. i really do. but i'm bad for all of them. i won't be able to give them nice things, or help them when they need it. i can't even take care of myself.
it'd be better if i was dead honestly?? people would be sad but they'd get over it. i don't matter and never have. for most people i'm just pixels on a screen anyway