Whats worse than death is living everyday knowing you will never love me...

As I lie here drunk and deserted all I can wonder is if you're happy?

Even as i finish this shirade of a life i still see your face laughing unimpressed....

I feel a selfish happiness knowing i will not have to worry about anything as i fade out of this world....

You gave me happiness, a love, a dream and now this final gift from you is a note telling me how you wanted out and chose to do so with a razorblade...

You were my first love my last thought and my only reason

My last look,My last breath, My last goodbye
I expected it to be better....

Only a few more feet and i can undue this retarded mess only inches now the blood falls but i cant stop it My only hope is this phone too late i feel like im falling its over

My breath dies thin as i stare at your picture

Pain has become closer to me as any person ever will be...