I am at the end.

My apartment is practically empty now. i took everything down off of the walls. reminded me too much of what i am missing,

The ONLY goal I have now is to die.

Find fentanyl,... jump into the gorge,... I don't care how. 

But this world is fucking CRUEL and I no longer wish to continue being it's punching bag.

Today I walk downtown and I don't come home until I have a massive amount of fentanyl.

I do not plan on celebrating my 60th birthday. 

I plan on planning to die.

I used to be happy,... until this world treated me like a fcuking nobody.

So I guess it wont matter when I'm gone because you all let me know how horrible I was when i was alive so I guess you'll be happy once I'm dead,

Bye bye fucking cruel world