bonnie ave

chasing the daylight grasping for time. twenty five is when i will end my life. i will get a fist full of pills that i plan to ingest.. but wait let me explain before i tell you the rest. its not because of my mental health. i dont want the attention and i dont want help. its not because of my self loathing or that you would all better off.. even though you would. i think about it alot. it is just.