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报告翻译问题
You're too much of a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ loser to end it yourself, and you seek counsel on-line.
If you haven't killed yourself, it means you're too weak to end it all, and you've always needed someone to hold your hand, very much like your entire life.
You obviously have nothing going for you, then you're going to remember these words, then you'll stop browsing the internet one day and you'll shut down for a bit.
Meanwhile, you're going to sit and post online, browse websites filled with wastes of skin that post their own sad sob stories, while grazing away at chips and slupring some soda.
You're lonely, and you're afraid of dying alone.
Truth is, you will die in the most horrible way one day; you will die alone.
Wasting your time trying to be acquianted with random people on the internet, trying to produce a bond or connection with them, because you're unable to make friends in real life.