This is it?

My life, in a run down, boring, memory encasing, hell hole, will soon be over. My friends greater than anyone before are taking me out of this place. I’ve lost so many people here, my family, lovers, and some great friends but now I can see it coming to a close. I can’t wait to say Fuck this place, and now go live, have a new beginning. My arm is messed up and my head and body are screaming for this now. I know this is a beginning to something better. I love you, my family, I love you Cristina, I love my friends here, but I’m dying here, and even if some of you aren’t the cause of it, you aren’t the solution. I feel like this is my solution. I really will miss a lot of you, but this is for the better. I’m sorry, it’s my decision and no one can stop me.