Tomorrow is my day, if it all goes right, it'll be my last. I don't deserve to be able to do this, I advised so many others not to, but I've failed nearly all of them, I can't even sleep anymore, I can't help but think about how I failed them. No-ones home tomorrow my parents are out the country till next week, and my sister has a gig. I've got the pills I need, along with some other stuff. I'm gonna spend all day cutting, I've always wanted to do that, I'll get to die happy. If there were other options I'd take them, but there really are no ways out. A lot of it's my fault, and that makes it even worse, I can't even try to blame others, I'm the problem, I've ruined my life, and I've ruined the lives of many others. You all will be better off with out me. I'm posting this now, because I know my mind will stay the same, I'm set on this now. But I wanted a chance, and there won't be any people around tomorrow.