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Tuesday, April 12, 2011


Attempt to kill self failed. Bungled. Botched. Fucked up as usual.

Will try again, if successful I will have made some sort of headlines.

"Inconsequential dipshit does humanity a favor: Tonight at eleven."

I've burned everything and started drinking heavily. This post serves only as a clarification of my intentions when confusion sets about. It was more than I could bear. I would ask forgiveness but this moment, my memory and everything having to do with me will be forgotten in a few weeks. You will feel better soon enough.

Signed,
Sorry in two ways