Suicide weekend. It hit me. That's not for them.

Getting real tired now of living a dead life. Not knowing what should be done is paralyzing to me. Keeping my mind free of lies is impossible, it's all been built on lies, our lives.

So my feelings are getting real hard now. It's not normal for me to be this 'don't give a shit about anyone'. All my job is to make people laugh and smile. How does one do that when the world has lost it's ability to joke around

Suicide weekend is approaching.