Is it even intrusive thoughts or do I actually feel like this 🤔 how fun I am shitting because of how great a time I am having I’m so happy

I literally can’t do this shit I want to give up on everything I genuinely do not care if anything happens I am so close to just ****ing killing myself I think I’m jsut not meant for living I’m a pussy

The only thing stopping me from killing myself is the fact that alex and Charlie might be slightly inconvenienced by my death but in my head I’m kind of dramatic about it like I know deep down that they would not give a ****