Me, talking to my cat: idk | just feel really sad lately
My cat: hey buddy, you know what would cheer you up?
Me: please don't show me your butthole
My cat, already turned around: this is MY butthole
there are so many bridges in my hometown that i think about doing it, but they are only just thoughts. i think if i ever got confident enough with my beliefs on the afterlife id do it, but lowkey i get scared asf thinking there’s nothing after death realistically. so no, yeah no.
suicidal ideation is crazy cause why am i eating a breakfast english muffin and thinking about blowing my shit smoove off. like nothing bad is even happening