58th suicide attempt: burning myself alive,

Fail.

Another failure. Wow, I'm really starting to think that my only goal in life, is to actually fail in life. I'm such a disappointment, to think that I can't even do a simple thing such as, killing myself.

Everyone told me to get a hobby, so I tried drawing, crafting, heck even dancing! But, it seems like I'm talentless, hahaha! And yes, 58th suicide attempt. I've been doing this for the past few months now, pero kahit anong gawin ko hindi pa'rin ako mamatay-matay.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not depressed. I just like experimenting; not on things, but on me.

So you might think, "woah, who the heck is this little shit and what the fudge is he doing with his life?" Well, let me give you a demonstration on how we do things in my world.

I walked to the bathroom and stopped in front of the mirror.

Gross, I look ten times uglier than Deadpool. My skin is red and—ew! Is that my bone?

Looking at myself I can't help but laugh and just sigh out of frustration. If this thing continues I'll go mad. I grit my teeth as my flesh regenerates—too fast for a normal person to actually regenerate—burn marks from my face, my arms, and legs, disappearing one by one as if they never existed, my hair even grew out too! This is too impressive to be called regeneration, this is restoration.

I need a haircut again, this is too much work, I tell you. Kung namatay lang sana ako edi hindi ko na dapat pinoproblema 'to ngayon.

So, you wanna know why I go all this trouble just to try and kill myself? Simple, it's because I've given up on life and death is the only way I see to escape it.

Death is the only retribution for life because it's too unfair, death, is life itself.

I know, I know, how dare me. A trash with no worth in this universe suddenly decided to die even though he needs to suffer by living. Well, great news! Because it seems like,

I don't die.