If I don't kill myself off first, then I pray that someone will claim my life or let in infirmary or disease or cancer consume me and die that way. I sick of living here in this world. I can't cope with all the way people are and how the world is living. I want to just literally give up trying to make it here. I'm like the candle in the wind, or a tree planted over rocks that just sway in the wind and die because it has no stronghold. Who gives a hoot anyway? Everybody lives in their own selfish ways and ultimately all that counts is if you want to cope or die. I choose death. Go ahead, try convince me otherwise again. I will talk a good talk just to let you out of my hair and I don't care anymore. I feel hatred from people because I hate myself so much. This is a lonely, selfish world and very depressing. I just don't see the point in trying anymore. I'm just not doing my self in right so I need something else to finish me out. I really don't care anymore. I sound redundant but that's what the bottom line is and when someone makes up their mind like this, no help will help. This is just hopeless. I don't know if people even feel the way I do. I don't care anymore. Lock me in a facility or dope me up with more and more drugs. That's the only solution to keep my ass out of trouble. That's not life. Put me away then. Forever... good luck to you all.