The last reason is you, dear friend. I don't want you to feel bad that you were a reason that I killed myself but I needed to tell you. You are the main reason for my death. You are so perfect and beautiful and everything I'm not. You are the one who gets the guy, the one who's popular. I was just the one who was known as the girl who hung out with you. It made me so jealous, so insanely jealous. Not only that, but you are always the one who has the better grades.
It literally killed me that you were always the one who would be the best. I hope you have a happy future without me. I'm sorry for the emotional stress I'll have caused you dear girl. Just don't look at my body, it will be very gruesome.
Goodbye my dear friend. Goodbye.
