My life is a never ending chain of failures. Everything I touch gets ruined, stained if you will. I hate myself for it. I don’t just hurt myself with my failures but those around me. I am so tempted to just end it all. I could get up and go down the hall. There I would find everything necessary to end it all. I am truly scared of what I am thinking. I am trying to get through this, but truthfully, this might be my last communication to the world. If it is, I just want to say that I’m sorry everyone.
