Feb 03, 2010 22:41
You know it is funny when I start thinking about how strong the glass on my windows at work are. Whenever I start plotting my hanging or brain blowing out... I forget I have another means of killing myself, throwing myself from my building. I mean yeah I could go up the stairs and break down the door and jump from the ceiling... but that would be too... normal. I figure I could just as easily throw myself out the window. I guess the question is when will I?
I mean I am being pushed to my limit... as my company forgets to fill its hollow promises. Piling on project after project onto me. It is really fucking annoying... I am so very close to snapping... the question is when... when will I snap. When will I test out the durability of the windows at work?
You know it is fun just screaming into the hollow darkness like this... anyone I knew on the net has gone their own path away from here. Not that I would ever let any of them talk me out of killing myself. Well either way I fall deeper into the pit of being alone... it is kind of nice.
work,
suicide,
alone