I wish my parent hadn't bred! Fu**** idiots. I hope your proud of this mess you raised like shit, or hardly at all as a matter of fact. Fat fucken drug addicts losers. You won't get my bowels when I die to even eat. The rest of the world (system) can give themselves a pat on the back for all the people who fall threw their cracks. I jump threw so many hoops kicking and screaming asking for help I tried to Do better then my parents I don't do drugs or drink but some how wound up with enemy of my own skin bipolar. I work, well try to till I fuck it all up. This is my last letter that will fade away into cyber space. I'm not even giving my parents the luggery of a written note I hope they blame themselves. It's over and I'm out! Thanks for the kind words I'm just hurting and struggling so bad that I can't even hear/feel what I use to when I'm doing good! Bleed it out!