Suicidal

Main: @Coolrena
(Welcome to what is currently pretty much a vent account for an overly anxious, depressed, and suicidal idiot where I talk about depression both on a personal and general level along with random topics in the form of weird poems!)
(You can find these either in my announcements or in the last few chapters of my book, starting from Fly, Fly Away. While they have some roleplay aspects mingled in them, the poems are mostly about things outside of roleplay. You can probably see the poems get more and more personal as they go, honestly.)
(If you want updates on my mental health, then you can add that book to your library or reading list. There probably won't be a lot of roleplay related chapters anymore, and I'll try to mention it in the title. Though most updates are in my announcements now.)
(I also tend to do sing duets where me and some other person/people take turns saying the verses of a song. It's a weird random thing.)

ROLEPLAY:

I love everything
Fire spreading all around my room
My world's so bright
It's hard to breathe
But that's alright
Hush

You broke me. You hurt me again and again, telling me you loved me. But you never did. You never cared. I've realized love isn't real. You only ever care for someone if you want something from them, whether it's comfort or kindness, money or gifts, or just support. And love will only hurt you. 

In the end, your 'loved one' will break you, whether they are alive or dead. And I have Derpy to thank for that. I have learned the truth. I was so gullible. But not anymore. 

Life is worthless to oneself. Derpy taught me that. It's just something you can give or take, something you can end easily. Other people want your life. And Derpy figured out how to use her life to manipulate people! But not anymore. I won't fall for her tricks. Or yours. Morals are just chains, binding you from being free.