Missed yesterday's blog entry. Out of money, out of jobs, out of options. Not out of options. I could rob a bank or kill myself. Too chicken to do either. Throw myself in front of a bus. Can't do that to the bus driver. Would forever change their life. Drink a gallon of vodka straight down. The way my luck runs, I would survive it more damaged than I already am. Becoming more of a burden. Waje up full of hope, but get beaten down. Why can't I feel God. Why do I doubt. I pray, but prayers are not going to pay the bills.
Killing myself is the way to go. Just need to figure out how to do it quick and painless. And soon.
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