Not quitting, but break

Maybe a week or so

Maybe more

No one will miss me anyway

No one ever will, to be frank maybe it's better that way. I ruin everything. Hell, I'm ruining my own life

I was never supposed to be born, that's not something my family hid or anything, I try to act like a bringer of happyness but I can't even do that for myself. I act tough, I act as if scum like me can be admirable. Who am i kidding, only thing admirable is the amount of blood from my arms that I "donate" to the ground, atleast the bugs will have a feast and I don't feel entirely useless

Don't trust anyone, it's what my older sister taught me. I don't even trust myself at this point, there's no reason in sugarcoating how I'm feeling or how I always felt actually

I'm a pretty sensitive person, despite that ever since I was a kid i always felt... Numb, maybe empty when it came to some things. I never felt my heart beat for good feelings, usually it was just fear when i passed beside a group of people or went up the stairs, I was afraid I could fall and humiliate myself. I'm good at reading people, but hard at connecting, I don't feel the need to lie, I say things straight up with brutal honesty. I end up either alone or beat up

"Good things come to good people", tough luck I will still be waiting. There is no god in this world, there's just people who have a shitty life and try to not feel alone with an imaginary being. No god is there to make people's lives better, its your illusion. No god is there to make my life better

No god is there to bring back the only people that made me sane