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You want me dead?
Just ask. I honestly don't care anymore. I don't have a reason to live. And all I want is to die.
What is even the point of living? There's nothing left. I might not do it right away, but this letter is here for when I'm ready.
I'm sorry to anyone I'm letting down. I'm sorry to anyone that didn't get a chance to say bye.
But, I guess, that's a guilt you'll have to live with. Too little, too late.
To my parents, I was never meant for this world. You and I both knew that. We just didn't want to accept it. There's no place for me here. Now you don't have to worry, huh?
To my family, I have nothing to say.
To Austyn, I want my ashes with your ashes.
Meet me in the back right hand corner of Heaven.
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