Everyone forgets about me when I'm alive, so what's the point in living when they'll forget about me after I'm gone?
I'm already invisible. No one will miss what they can't see or don't notice, right?
If they do notice, I'm sure they won't feel sorry, it'll make their lives better.
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Suicide, Depression and Self-harm Quotes
RandomPoems and parts about suicide, self-harm, etc. *trigger warning* Some entries contain material not suited for some viewers, read at your own risk