https://www.thiswebsitewillselfdestruct.com/ On tombe sur des perles bordel, la créatrice a tellement reçu de messages de pauvres céléstins déprimés suicidaires qu'elle a créé un onglet avec des liens pour des centres d'aide etc. Des fois y'a des gens qui parlent sérieusement comme si ils parlaient à un ami ou un journal intime.
Dear Website,
Ive decided I’m not going to repeatedly initiate communication with girls id like to talk to. Being left on read all the time hurts my self-esteem and I’m tired of giving someone else that kind of power over me. I’m gonna find someone that wants to talk to me.
Dear website, I hate my mental illness. Please don’t destroy yourself.
Destroy the woman that made me.
And make the world a better place.
Dear Website
I’m bad, i’m fell like this is the best, and the worse, week of my life, i don’t understand
Dear Website,
Today was okay. Each day has it’s ups and downs, but as I’m about to go to sleep after third shift, I’m still alive, I’m still breathing, I have food in my stomach, and a pillow to rest my head on. We’re in uncertain times, and I’m thankful for my job. At the end of the day, I could be doing better, there’s always room for improvement, but I could sure be doing a lot worse. I hope you’re doing okay today too, website.
i would like to kill my parents. i might go downstairs tonight and pour bleach into the wine bottle i know they’ll drink from eventually. i don’t think i’ll get caught but even if i do it’d be worth it.
i would like to kill my parents. i might go downstairs tonight and pour bleach into the wine bottle i know they’ll drink from eventually. i don’t think i’ll get caught but even if i do it’d be worth it.