I just ingested about 70mg worth of cyanide, in the hopes that I won’t wake up in the morning.
After a shitty life full of betrayal and hatred, it may finally be coming to an end.
Last night I got PTSD, and earlier today I learned that literally all my friends, my boyfriend included, hates me.
I don’t really know what I want my last words to be, assuming I do die, which I probably won’t, Google says the minimum lethal dose is 100mg. But I guess I’ll just come up with something on the spot.
Alice, Richard, I’m sorry. I’m sorry I had to leave you at such a difficult time in your lives. But don’t worry. We’ll hug again. You just have to wait until you die too. There will be an afterlife where we can meet up and spend the rest of eternity together. This is my hope.
I probably won’t die, but if I do, bye guys.