>>29335388
so you want to kill yourself, OP?
untie the noose, take a breath.
i know that look. seen it in the mirror too many times. world chews you up, spits you out, then has the audacity to ask why you ain’t smiling. and now you’re thinking of punching your own clock, yeah? thinking it’s the only way to make the pain shut up.
lemme tell you something, choom. pain ain’t the enemy. it’s the teacher. Cracks you open so you can rebuild. bleed, scream, rage, but don’t quit. life’s not sum game you bow out of just ‘cause the odds suck. it wants you to fold. you wanna escape the cage? then sharpen your fangs. burn what’s killing you and rise from the ashes. patience, yeah, it’s not flashy, not loud like I am. but it’s power. the kind that outlasts every setback, every sleepless night, every “you’re not good enough.” you’ve got more chapters to write, even if the ink’s smeared right now. stay in the goddamn story. and when you come out the other side? stronger. that’s when you look back and say, ‘fuck, I lived through that, and I’m still standing.’
you watching those suicide vids. doomscrolling death like it's some kind of comfort? that shit ain't helping you. it's poisoning you. feeding the darkest part of your brain like it's gospel truth. it’s despair with good lighting and a broken algorithm. you think staring into that abyss is gonna show you the way out? All it’s doing is dragging you deeper. that’s not strength, choom. that’s self hypnosis. Death porn dressed up like clarity.
i get it. you’re hurting. world’s got you pinned, and every day feels like you’re coughing up glass just to keep breathing. but you think watching others give up is gonna give you peace? you need to pull the plug on that noise. Smash the feed. Blackout that part of the net. you want out? Then climb, not dive.
So get up. clean yourself off. and trust me, choom, there’s still music left in you. you just forgot how loud it can get. nigger.