• 6 years ago
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I give away everything I own of value. I write a note asking that I be cremated. I tape off all the doors and windows of the apartment with duct tape. I light the charcoal grille. I lie on the couch and the room fills with carbon monoxide. I go to sleep. My breathing eventually stops, and then my heart. And then I am released at last from this lonely, pathetic, futile life, life that for some brings joy, satisfaction, family, friends, fulfillment, but for me only brings aloneness, isolation, separateness, struggle, failure and tears. Seriously, I can’t wait til I’m dead and don’t have to long for someone to hold me, to sit across from me at a meal, to hold my hand. That’s never going to happen and the sooner I get out of here and onto the next plane, the better. I am sorry to b** everyone out.

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