Dear world…l have confusion around me in every direction from my brain. l’ve tried and tried to make it here in this fucking world… but l think it was a mistake that l was ever born. l do not feel guilty about taking my own life. l’ve tried your ways. l’ve had a job since l was thirteen years old. Making a living was never a real problem for me. The problem was all l see is misery and darkness. Die, die, die. l’ll put a gun to my fucking head right now.