Whenever I go outside I just hope that someone will run me over or that I’ll be the victim of a random attack or that I’ll maybe get struck by lightning or that suddenly my heart will give out or that some wild animal will come out from nowhere and rip me apart. All of this just to avoid the guilt I feel at the thought doing something to myself. To be able to go without anyone thinking less of me. Some days I just wish a superhero would fall from the sky and just save me and take me away from everything. I don’t know why I even imagine it. It won’t happen.
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