Goodbye cruel world. I can’t keep doing this shit. I tried to clean up my life. Got off drugs and such. Interviewed hard and had a sweet job lined up. 50k a year lots of benefits and now I find out that I somehow failed the drug test for the job despite not smoking any weed for 4 entire weeks. Somehow it was positive for weed. So no job. No gas. No hope left. I would have been lucky to get to work starting Monday and not run out of gas before the first paycheck. I have 40 dollars left. That might be just enough to off myself. I’ll be able to get some heroin and I guess I’ll need to get a needle cause if I snort that much I might not die. I fucking hate needles. I guess it won’t matter anymore. This will be the final dance with the devil. Maybe I should go to the top of a parking garage and shoot it while standing on the ledge. Then when I fall it will be certain and I’ll get to ruin someone’s happy day when I fall right in front of them. I hate you dad… You are the only reason I don’t want to pick myself back up again. I’m done with your criticism. I told you this would happen if you kept being a negative fuck all the time. Sorry mom. Maybe if you had listened to what I had to say when I was alive you wouldn’t have to bury me. Guess it’s still not your problem. Everyone else… You never deserved my kindness and selflessness. The brakes were always out till the last. Fuck this life. It’s been a shit show that didn’t even entertain me much. Goodbye cruel world!