Will I truly find joy in life once I'm on the brink of dying? If that's how it works, then there's one more reason why death sounds so sweet. My life is already one full of regrets, adding another one wouldn't hurt.
Having to give 652.71€ right in the first day of getting my salary is fucking wild. Like, if I didn't do those extras, I was only going to have around 200€ for the rest of the 31 days of the month of May.... And considering no one ever helps me... Girl....
I keep on contemplating suicide more and more often. I look at my bookshelves and I wish I could read the books neatly arranged in it. I worked so many hours and tired myself out to get them, but now I'm exhausted and have no energy to enjoy any of them. I'm trying not to feel guilty for wasting sm money on them.