Goodbye, Sorry to everyone… I just can’t take it… all the thoughts… too many…make my head twist.. I must have happiness.. love, peace, ..goodbye..
I don’t fit in I’m thinking of suicide gives me hope, that I’ll be in my place wherever is after this life - that I’ll finally not be at war with myself, the world, the universe - my mind, body, everywhere, everything at PEACE - w/ me - my soul (existence)
That’s all for this topic…maybe I’ll never see this again…
oooh god, I want to die so bad…such a sad, desolate, lonely unsalvageable I feel I am…not fair NOT FAIR!!!
[redacted] can get me that gun I hope, I want to use it on a poor S.O.B. I know..his name is vodka, dylan is his name too. What else can I do/give..
I hate everything, why can’t I die..not fair.
No emotions. not caring yet another stage in this shit life. suicide… Dylan Klebold
Soon I will be at peace I hope…
Abandonment. this room sux..wanna die
———————————————————————————— "He had a lot of pain - he told me that,” says his friend Sarah Slater, 16.