u/Grey-Feathers

I don't know what's wrong with me. I would like to preface this with a "no, I do not plan to do anything" so please, just read before jumping to conclusions.

I feel like there's a part of me, that really wants to try *something*

But then there's the other one that stops it.

The problem? I don't know how balanced they are. And when the scales are gonna tip over.

I am not like angry at anyone. But I might just look at someone completely random on the street and think... What if? Like morbid curiousity but beyond that? I can't explain it. I didn't use to be like this. I don't know why this happened.

I used to be suicidal, not murderous. God, I wish I still was instead.

And before y'all say they're intrusive, no, I genuinely just think like this.

I'll tag this as NSFW because I don't think people actually wanna read this.

I don't know what's wrong with me. I would like to preface this with a "no, I do not plan to do anything" so please, just read, instead of jumping to conclusions.

I feel like there's a part of me, that really wants to try *something*. But then there's the other part that stops it.

The problem? Idk how balanced they are.

I am not like angry at anyone. But I might just look at someone completely random and think... What if? Like... Morbid curiousity but beyond that? I can't explain it. I didn't use to be like this and no, they're not intrusive thoughts. So what the frick is this. Why.