I don't want to cause a fuss... but it seems imminent.
By the time you're reading this, I'll be dead already.
This world has more shit like me, there's enough. And I won't make any difference if I stay, or go with them.
They told me it would be fine ... I think so. Don't take bother to message me, I won't answer, you can't answer if you are dead.
Tighten the rope around my neck, tighten the rope around her neck.
She's killing me, i'm killing her. And they, they have me.
goodbye.
