sometimes the only thing left to do is put your head through a fucking window and let your weight do the work for you, let whatever fucking warmth is left within you run out, feel that fucking release, that lightheaded sensation of a severe dip in altitude, let all that fucking guilt and shame and anxiety wash out from under your chin, find a fucking way to just end it all to be done with it, just fucking be done with it, done with what’s fucking haunting you and all the damage you’ve done.