Life of Rozyag
Your depression hits you, harder than you know possible, you do your best to think rationally but it is to no avail.
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Half an hour goes by and the only thing you can think of is dying by your own hands. "How should I go," you think, "Knives? Drowning? Out the window? Calling dad?" you ponder your options and decide that you have had enough of life. You drag your feet to the door, not making any effort to stop yourself from falling. "Starvation? would be hard, maybe some sort of overdose?" again, you think of how you can die more and more.
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Without realizing you make it to the road out the front of your house, it is midnight and no cars are around. "Slitting my wrists? Getting hit by a car?" even more thoughts flood your head and you walk all the way to the park, "Jumping off a cliff? Being mugged and murdered?" you wander endlessly for a couple hours, only now do you realize that it is difficult to live for longer than a day, an entire life would be impossible for you.
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After all that walking you make it to a gas station and see the petrol deposits. "Should I fill my lungs with oil?" electrocution? oh I know, Seppuku would be edgy" but then, the one ultimate way hits you. You walk into the gas station and grab a lighter, walk out and the shop without the clerk noticing anything.
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You pour petrol all over yourself and set yourself alight with the lighter. Flames spread over your entire body in seconds and for a moment you stand there, bearing the pain, but you quickly realize just how painful it really is and scream louder than before. You run around like a madman, onto the road and within seconds you pass out. The clerk walks out and sees your body, burnt to a crisp.
"That fucko stole our lighter"
(Don't be thief :D )
...
Half an hour goes by and the only thing you can think of is dying by your own hands. "How should I go," you think, "Knives? Drowning? Out the window? Calling dad?" you ponder your options and decide that you have had enough of life. You drag your feet to the door, not making any effort to stop yourself from falling. "Starvation? would be hard, maybe some sort of overdose?" again, you think of how you can die more and more.
...
Without realizing you make it to the road out the front of your house, it is midnight and no cars are around. "Slitting my wrists? Getting hit by a car?" even more thoughts flood your head and you walk all the way to the park, "Jumping off a cliff? Being mugged and murdered?" you wander endlessly for a couple hours, only now do you realize that it is difficult to live for longer than a day, an entire life would be impossible for you.
...
After all that walking you make it to a gas station and see the petrol deposits. "Should I fill my lungs with oil?" electrocution? oh I know, Seppuku would be edgy" but then, the one ultimate way hits you. You walk into the gas station and grab a lighter, walk out and the shop without the clerk noticing anything.
...
You pour petrol all over yourself and set yourself alight with the lighter. Flames spread over your entire body in seconds and for a moment you stand there, bearing the pain, but you quickly realize just how painful it really is and scream louder than before. You run around like a madman, onto the road and within seconds you pass out. The clerk walks out and sees your body, burnt to a crisp.
"That fucko stole our lighter"
(Don't be thief :D )
