I'm sorry exist. I'm sorry I'm such a fuckup. I'm sorry I was born. I know I should be dead. I don't think you'll have do deal with me for very long any more. I'm sorry I keep saying the wrong things. Things just keep getting worse and worse. To all whom I've told things might get better, yes, I know I'm a fucking hypocrite. I really don't know why the hell I'm still staring at the computer screen typing this, when I should be acting. Should just take those pills or shoot that damn gun. Really dunno what I did to deserve this. Obviously something though. Guess I had it coming. Maybe this is just god's way (if there is a god) of letting me know my time is up.