Well, today is the day.

I can't believe I waited until now to do this.

I've had a long journey. I'm tired of running away from

My problems. They keep catching up to me. Why don't I  give up now?

They wont care. I always tell myself that because it's true.

Why do I give up so easy? I feel the need to always cut my wrist?

It's not my fault.

When can I have real happiness huh? Why is it the same *******?

Why do people find it entertaining when I'm depressed?

Well let me just help them out already.

-Pulls out gun to my head-

See you all later.