There Is A Suicide Note In My Workbook

Don't ask me how it got there!

I'm being kept up at night with visions of my lonely, unspectacular death. Interesting, don't you think?

Oh well, in a way I guess we are all dying. What the hell is going on? Just stop! What the hell happened? I don't even know anymore.

This is my last refuge. Facebook and twitter have been overrun with friends and people I know.

I belong here. Where it began. Where it will end.