I want to run away, from my life. I’m 27 and I feel like I’m always failing at life. Even my partner won’t talk to me, or touch me. I’d gladly fade away, disappear and die alone right now. I just don’t feel like I’m destined for anything. I want to go, I want to go now. I’d run untill I fall down with no energy to get up I just lay there peacefully and die.I’m writing here because I have few friends to talk to about my life. I have no family. I’m just a burden on people I guess. I’m not I won’t be here forever and I when I go I will complete my duties. One last selfless act of kindness, for the world to remember me by. These are my thoughts, that I pen while I cry.