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https://voca.ro/1g1nQJVaQpBl

you should shove a stick up your ass, light that stick on fire and let your organs burn to a crisp

W H A -

he said the best way to die.

There's a certain concoction I like to make. You have to mix battery acid dish soap bleach and dirty water from the street. Drink that and you'll be seeing the pearly white Gates of Heaven faster than Usain Bolt

Good idea.

And it actually tastes quite nice so at least you'll die in a delicious death

F**K YOU

lol

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Ok. Honestly, this is absolute dog shit, and I know you’d never do something like this. But I think it’s just sorta... e m o t i o n . uh. I really wrote literally anything that came to head. My hands moved and all of a sudden I’ve written multiple paragraphs. I hate myself. Please love me.

Part One: It's 4:00AM, your computer just died, and you sit back in your bed contemplating life. You come to the realization that your life is absolutely meaningless, and you haven't contributed to anything with real moral value in your many, tiring, years of living. You look out your window sorrowfully and decide you want to die... but this thought isn't sudden. You've studied numerous ways to take your own life for a couple months now - the typical noose, overdosing, bleeding to death etc. You glance at the innocent bystanders walking on the road in front of your house, pitying their very existence. You grab your coat and pull up your hood, walking out the door, ready to enforce the suicide plan you have in mind. You look at Archie and Veronica sleeping in the corner, deciding to not waking them up.

Part Two: You hurriedly walked to one of your friends – whom you secretly f**king despised – house and knocked on the door, knowing you couldn’t turn back now. He opened the door and widened his eyes when he saw the unexpected guest. Before he gets a chance to say anything you ask for a gun, a gun you know he has. When he asks why, you say it’s because you want to kill someone. Your stupid friend agrees and asks if he can help,, you smile and nod your head,,, asking him to follow you as you tuck the gun in your jacket and start walking elsewhere. You don’t know where you’re going. Suddenly you see a lighter on the ground, shining under the moonlight,, you take it in your hand and let pure impulse take over your decisions. You don’t care about anything anymore. Your friend asks what you’re doing, as you pick up the crumpled paper from the ground and light it. The window of the house next to the pathway you guys are walking on is open,, the flame is about to burn your fingertips,,, but you save yourself just on time by tossing the burning paper inside the house, praying there’s something flammable in the room it landed in. You hear a woman shriek and assume it was someone’s bedroom, smiling internally. Grabbing your friend’s arm, you sprint to the nearest grocery store before the fire slowly begins to consume the neighborhood. You glance to see your company’s reaction to this. His cheeks are flushed, and he stares back. You ask him to shoot the cashier, knowing there is a couple in the frozen food isle, including multiple children in the candy section. You also know this friend absolutely adores you. You whisper in his ear, “You can do it”, and he does. The children start shouting and you watch with adrenaline as your friend begins shooting everyone in sight, before the cops are called. When the sirens, assuming it’s for the fire, grow louder you and your friend dash out of the store to a new destination.

Part Three: When you start running out, you look behind you to see how far the fire grew. If you guys had stayed in the store any longer, it would’ve have been death. Your friend follows you into a dark alleyway, as you slow down to walking speed. Asking him to close his eyes, “for a surprise”, you open his mouth and put the gun inside. He’s about to pull away when he feels the cold metal inside his throat, but you’ve already shot him. The bullet ever so slightly pokes out of his skin, as he chokes one last time. Exiting out of the alleyway, you’ve accepted that you’ve sinned, knowing you’ll enter the deepest circle of hell there is. You throw your blood-stained jacket onto the ground, and wipe your face, careful to not smear the blood anymore. Burned corpses are scattered on the ground, pools of blood and people fighting everywhere you look. There’s nothing left to live for. There is no such thing as love. There is no such thing as friendship. Society has sunk into the dark. Everyone is too deep into themselves to take a glance at the shit we’ve created. This world is full of sinners, and nothing else. There is no good.

Part Four: You walk, but it doesn’t feel like moving. Just dragging your feet on an empty pavement, feeling as if you could drop dead any second and it wouldn’t matter. Surprisingly enough, you’re absolutely exhausted. You’ve been walking into nowhere for – 2 hours, now, with your mind racing with terrible thoughts that no one could comprehend or even begin to understand the whole f**king time,, you see lights flickering in the far distance. A small shop that’s open. Forcing yourself to drag your feet a little more, you open the door, flinching at the chime it makes. An elderly man is standing at the booth, talking with, whom you assume to be his son. They stop talking to turn around and greet their customer. You smile back and fall into a seat next to the fireplace in the back of the shop. The son takes a menu from a shelf inside the booth and walks over to your table to give it to you. Shaking your head, you politely decline and say there’s no need for a menu, since you only wanted a cup of tea. He nodded and took the menu back, tucking it into the shelf once more. A few minutes later, the son brings out a steaming cup of Chai and sets it carefully on the table. You nod your head as a thank you and he smiles back,, slowly drinking your tea,,, you make the decision that you want to die in the comfort of your own home. Taking a few more slow sips, you finish the glass quickly and pay, rushing out to make it to your house in time. Unfortunately, you could only make it to your door. Before you went to your friend’s house, before your computer had died, you had hired a hitman to take your life. Of course, the hitman didn’t know it was an indirect suicide. You fumble with your keys to unlock it, but you feel your knees starting to buckle. The door finally swings open, and you feel the life about to slip out of you. It doesn’t hurt, no, but you know you’re dying. You crumple down to the ground, looking at your cats one last time. They stare back, confused why you’re on the floor, not moving. You close your eyes and let sweet, peaceful death take over. Your body slumps to the ground and Veronica sits on your lifeless lap, going back to sleep.

Part Five: There is caution tape around your house. Police are desperately trying to find you killed this sweet, innocent boy. Meanwhile your friend, the person you killed, is still rotting in that alleyway with a bullet in his throat. Veronica and Archie watch the scene, most likely understanding everything that was going on. Your body gets put in the morgue, and a big funeral was held for you, with the help of many family members and people you were friends with. People mourned your loss for years – the case still remaining unsolved. There was never anyone who would understand why you did it, so you didn’t leave any notes behind. Let them keep guessing. No one figured out who killed you, no figured out there was something in the tea. In the end your ashes traveled all over Pakistan, and your story was spread all over the country. “An innocent man found dead, cause and reason unknown.” No one would ever understand, and that is the sad truth.

details lol 💀 amazing

ok

It's f**king amazing.
Sounds like
such a
fun guy
to write about ngl

You are fun.
AND UPVOTE ALL THE COMMENTS IF YOU LKE IT B R U H

I forgor 💀

Thank you. Now send the audio, bitch 😐

what audio lol

The one of you
tellin me
you love me
and how much you
love me 🥺

lol what 😂😂

BABE

*edits it*

HAHAHAH I MADE O N E GRAMMAR MISTAKE- THANK GOD IT WAS THE LAST ONE-

THAT WAS.
AMAZING

Thank you-

I'm going
to read this
when I'm
free of my immediate worldly duties.

What w o r l d y d u t i e s tho .-.?

Eid
has f**ked me.

._. w t f

How long is that celebration for

3 days. Just
family dinners and shit
and shit.
but the mithai o m f g

Lucky mf . _ . thats the oNe part I like about going to Nepal.
Cuz here?? aH NaHhHh- this shit is just- n a h - occasionally my mom makes it though. And it's actually g o o d .

I don't know anyone who's m a d e mithai here, they say it's a pain and we'd rather just buy it.
People in India make mithai,,,,, and they also
eat it like
food . _ .

It is food, is it not? Or do you mean like,, as a regular thing ._. every day.?

They'd take you to a shop, they'd put a banana leaf on your table,
and they'd fill it up with mithai, and then you'd eat two or three (because you're normal and would vomit if you eat any more)
but they'd fill it back cuz they expect you to uh,,,
cuz that's the main course, it's dinner.

YOU'D VOMIT IF YOU ATE MORE????? Bruh. Weak ass stomach.

I d o n ' t eat more, but I can eat at least 5-6. SLOWLY. TAKING MY TIME. And with un-sweetened tea ._.

in cringe india

Stfu
You're insulting my best friend
Kill yeirsleledf

w t f is wrong with you
why are you not
fat

Because I'm productive
I play F O O T B A L L , not soccer.
And I walk sO f**king much it's actually weird.
I play t e n n i s , even though I hate tennis.
I s w i m like every other day
And I just
walk a lot, tobehonest.

Sponge isn't t h a t cringe,,,,

no.Go back to hating her.

I FORGOR THE SPACE BETWEEN N O AND G O AAAAAAAAAA=

swimming and tennis are
sex bruh

Tennis is shit.
Swimming is amazing, yes. Like, actually swimming. Not just splashing in the water, and shit. AND JUST SO YOU KNOW, DO YOU REALLY ACTUALLY THINK THAT MY ASIAN FAMILY WOULD LET ME GET FaT? No. Body-positivity isn't a thing when you're a young woman. You're dumb, babe.

babe no

I love Sponge.

then make a st upi d audio for hEr 🙁

being unhealthy isn't body-positivity 😂😂👍 get lean

I swim. Like, actually swim. Not just splashing in the water.

BiTCH THE F**K I A M ? ? ? ? I think???/?

omfg
Drizzy
shirtless
* d i e s *

lol

I'm lean bruh.
it's not considered
sexy.

HANNIBAL IS LEAN TOO
HE SAID IT
HE SAID
"I'M LEAN!!!" TO BLACK DUDE WHO WAS GONNA (TRY TO) KILL HIM

And he's sexy
And your voice is sexy
And you have a nice face
And you're really attractive overall

I know, I stole the line.

aUgshshhs you're so fne
iloveyousomuch
you're s o f u c k i n g f i n e
omg
*dies8

The only thing that has never occured to me, is burning someone's house.

rEALLy? I really want to burn someones house,, I mean,,, I w o n ' t , , but like -

I would n e v e r .
E s p e c i a l l y a random person's, that's just bad.

I KNOW.
THATS WHY
I F**KIN S A I D
"IK YOU'D NEVER DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS"

cuz ur so moral and good lol

It's the
o n l y 😐
thing I would never think of doing .

F o r g o r to reply.
Why not??

" W h y would you burn a house ? " would've been an acceptable question.

Because why not .-.

._. im sorry i sound like a terrible person id n e v e r . . . .

but you gotta admit fire is so cool to look at

I was looking for this .

why