You will be the last.
I choked down a bottle of pills. It shouldn't be long before my body corrupts and dies. By the time you read this? I suppose they will be digging a hole in the world for me. I am nothing. No one. A face on the train, a body on the plane. I traveled trying to find myself. And never did. I never found myself. Who I was, so. This is my revenge against myself, crazy. I know. I figured for once in my life I'd do something for myself. I'd kill myself before my insanity cracked in half. God, if your out there, take me home?