Is that it? Now, I am in Europe and have the worst time ever. Nobody to talk. Nobody to love. Nobody to live.
This is what I feel these days. Completely alone.
Now, I am thinking about killing myself again. Is it possible?
I just want to talk to you my fishi. I know you hate me. But I need your voice. your presence. I have not imagined this life. I am sure I was wrong. But what can I do?
I stuck in this f*cking life.
I have nothing to say anymore.
God please help me to die. This is the last thing I want. Please. Are you there? I need this death.