You never know when you gunna go, or where, or why. To be honest I'd never even considered it before; not seriously that is. It may be a little late but now I wish I had. I have so many regrets. I wish I'd said 'i love you' to my parents when I left the house or even hugged them. I wish I'd actually asked Carmen out instead being such a pussy. Even more so, I wish I'd said something to Michael...I wish...

  I wish...

  I wish...

  I wish it wasn't so cold.

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  Or dark. Or lonely.

  Is this how he felt? struggling ing alone in the suffocating darkness. Feeling it cling and slowly drag you down. The pain of being unable to breathe, slowly sinking down deeper into the debilitating nothingness.

  Goddammit! What the fuck happened to you Michael, weren't we friends once? Why the fuck didn't you say anything? And you shot me!?! You fucking SHOT me!

  Fuck...

  i don't think

  i dont think i can make it...

  im tired...

  thinking is tiring

  even hate feels...

  it tiring

  if there's a god,

  i hope

  i hope i'll to see you soon

  goodbye...

  mom

  dad

  maryann

  ill see you later