I don’t know what to do. But death, pills have all crossed my mind. I guess life was going ok, tell tonight. My sister found my facebook, and pictures of her best friend that Ilabeled “my sister”.. because when I made that album years ago, I hated my sister. SInce things improved, I love her I really do.. but. I do not know what to do. Maybe everyone will be better when i’m dead, if I just take two hand fuls of pills, maybe some whiskey. It’s obvious I’m a bad person, who doesn’t deserve to have a sister or to live. That I have a hard time finishing anything, that I fail at everything.. that no one really ever is going to love or want me besides her. I fucked up, and I’m utterly alone. SHe was so mad.. I messed up, I messed up big. I don’t know what to do.