I Can't Stop. and I Am Alone. I Can't Stop On My Own.
I need an exit and don't know how. It's the only thing I do day in and day out. And can't stop. I want to but can't. My will is not my own. No family or friends to support me on this one. I am in the street. Literally. Playing from internet cafes with a laptop I bought before I was financially ruined. When I am not playing I only think on how I can bring myself to die. I don't really want to. I want to live. But I have no life. I just want it to stop. My head hurts.