This is it for me. I can't feel much of anything anymore. I'm suicidal and I'm done. I know this is selfish, but I just don't have it in me to go any further. I can't tell my partner, and I can't tell my mom. Everybody pretty much just tells me to deal with it, or that's the way it is. I guess they're right. I'm not sure how I'm going to do it, but I just want it to be fast. I'm not sure. I don't think it matters. Nobody freaking cares anyways. So this is my goodbye. I'm sure someone will find it at some point and try to get it to the right people. Don't bother reaching out to me, I'm a leech who can't be saved by anyone or anything. Worthless. If someone wants to do me the favor of taking me out of this world, I would greatly appreciate it.
Oh yeah, I guess I'm supposed to say goodbye and all that. I'm too broken down to care at this point. Goodbye, to anyone that cares. Goodbye to anyone that doesn't. I'm too ready for my life to end to care about what's going on in your lives, and I'm sorry for that. I'm sorry I never check in, and I'm sorry I'm always negative. The voice of pessimism will live on in society and the way nobody cares about anyone but themselves. I won't miss the world even a fraction as much as it will miss me, and none of it matters. Nobody is reading, and nobody cares. Nobody is coming to save me, you, or anybody else. We are all alone, and the worst part is that everyone is fine with that. I'm just rambling on. I'm sorry for that, too. As much love as I had in my heart, my patience for the world has run out. I hope only love and goodness comes to anyone that finds this. Sorry for my depression and sadness. I hope nobody can relate to me at all. This pain is unbearable. Goodbye.
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