Sorry, I have moved my shizo Sui posting here from completely anonymous forums.

Here's a creepy photo I took like a month ago.

I won't dare do anything tonight, I probably never will. I'll continue to fantasize about falling into an abyss. Or being reabsorbed into the sea, into some sort of primordial mother. I wanna be held. But when I am held, I want to claw away my skin.

I wish I could be a cat. Human life is too much, I wish to downgrade please. I wish to change my life subscription model to cat please. Not possible? Well, damn.

What if life is too much? I have plenty of meaning and even will to live but it's too much. I don't have the energy, I just wanna lay down and never get up. The thought of slowly fading away is appealing to me. Fundamentally, life is too much. Antidepressants won't change that.

That really sucks, hope you're in a better place now.