Been contemplating suicide for a long time. I have come to the conclusion that if I off myself I won’t care, and wont know. With any luck the story is over and done. Simply nothing, no more, just kaput. The one thing that always comes to ponder is the possibility of an afterlife. I can only hope that is not the real deal. I just want my story to end to black, and nothing more afterwards. Just and end of the electricity inside the pumpkin and the brain is shut off. No more, as a light switch. OFF. To those who knew me. I’m not sorry. I’m not sorry at all, you never new of my torment and this seems to be the only way to rectify this miserable life. I dread everyday waking to this life. I see no point in going on anymore. It’s a waste.