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Friday, June 16, 2006
Eh...
Hitting, smashing, bashing, breaking...
I fear it's my own life that I'll soon be taking…
When I should have done it when I had plan to… on May 26, 06. But I didn’t… ‘cause I thought life would get better and be different then it was then. Thought people would actually care. Yet, I see now that it would have been for the better if had actually gone through with it. Better for you and for me. And I see that it’s all the same… as it was meant to be.
Uncared for, unwanted, and unneeded. That’s how my life is… and will always be.
But, I get tired of it. Going through it day after day… it gets so sickening. Can’t take much more of it.
Call me a coward, a weakling, or whatever. Let it be that I am one. I must be one for you to call me that. Let it be true then. I only agree ‘cause disagreeing causes arguments… something I try to avoid, you know?
But, I see now that agreeing ‘causes problems, too.
So, before I make life miserable for anyone else… I’ll take my life away. You’ll be happy that I did it, and we all know it. I won’t be around to bring your day down anymore, and you’ll enjoy that.
The only thing anyone would miss… is the fact that they can’t use me anymore.
After all… that’s what I was meant to be… A toy for everyone’s use and amusement.
Well, I’m not going to let that happen to me anymore…
So, tonight, here in about few minutes… I’ll be taking more than one pill with the burning one my wrists. Let’s just pray to the Devil that it’ll work and that Death—unlike so many times before—will actually come to take me anyway this time.
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