i don’t want to die but i’m too cowardly to live. i don’t want to keep dragging around my dead body. maybe i just need medication. i am certain that suicide is never the answer for other people but it doesn’t matter when it comes to me. i don’t deserve the good things i have. i’m a lazy and selfish person. the people around me give me everything and i have nothing to offer. i just want to rest. forever.