I just smashed my half fifth of scotch against my new TV, smashed my glass against the wall, smashed my bowl against my bedroom door, and fucking screamed off my balcony. Fuck the world. Fuck sobriety. I'm going to fucking die soon. I want someone else to do it but i fucking know it will be me. Fuck life. Let me die. Let me fucking die, please. Someone kill me. I hate myself. I want to die. Please help me. Make this it. I fucking hate you all and you should do it. I want my head splattered on the wall. I'd even take the death penalty after being falsely accused of raping a child. Anything, someone, please help me. This is punishment. I haven't even deserved to be alive for more than a decade. My brother died of cancer and he had a kid. He deserves life more than me. Please punish me. Fuck my life. I'm useless. I'm an insult to his untimely death. He deserves the life I've pissed away. His son has no father; I'm a piece of trash with a wasted life. Please let me die. It's the only path to peace i will ever have. Please!