I have nothing left to care for and I have nothing left to think about. I’m alone in the world and that sucks. I feel like I have no purpose and I feel completely useless, no one wants to know me, no one wants to care for me, no one wants me. My life has succumbed to a ball of nothing, my cold black heart longs to no longer beat and my mind is left to ponder the though of the blackness and nothing of death must be a bitter sweet relief to the heaviness the world has become for me. I no longer wish for a great future and a bright life. I wish for it to end, for I can not take these feelings of hate, anger, loneliness and desperation. I feel as though I am coming to my last straw. I feel as though I am becoming nothing.