It really fucked me up

I couldn’t get enough

On my own

I felt my life was literally

About to end before I even own up

To my mistakes

And everything that I had done wrong

Thought it was late

Belated birthdays are so fucking long

Far far away

Dedicated wasn’t a fucking prolong

My my mistake

I apologize

I apologize

I apologize

I apologize

I apologize

I apologize

The 9th of April 2018, Suicide Note:

Over the last 3 years, I've went through a lot of shit

Everything from being p̶h̶y̶s̶i̶c̶a̶l̶l̶y̶ ̶a̶b̶u̶s̶e̶d̶ by my Dad, failing to stay sane, always having thе urge to end evеrything, and failing to help those around me. Taking my own life is probably a very selfish act, because I know there are people around me who care about me, but I honestly see no purpose in living anymore. All I'm doing is putting myself through unnecessary torture, which is damaging me day-by-day, it's pointless. Whoever reads this, I just want you to know that your actions have no relation to my decision, and even if you have once knocked me down, the reality is I'm an extremely weak person. I've always been there to help everyone around me, no matter what they've done to me in the past, but sometimes I wish I wasn't so altruistic. Keep on smiling, and remember that your life has a purpose, sadly mine doesn't

Lots of love, Rían