i killed myself last night.
the part of me that wasn’t good.
it was attached to the rest of me.
to remove it, i had to remove myself.
it was painful and i suffered; but,
i won’t suffer anymore.
i won’t hurt anymore.
by the time you read this,
the person who wrote this will be gone.
i’ll be somewhere else.
i’ll be somewhere different
and it will be better for you.
a world without me, seems far less flawed.
no matter that these flaws have
only good intentions.
they were, in the end, only flaws, like me.

Please read this to understand the gravity of this note.