Honestly

Yeah I'm a fucking adult. When I say I'm going to kill myself it's not going to be an attempt. It's going to be for god damn sure, so just be sure to remember that when my brains hit the floor, because just yesterday I was knocking on your door, just to let you know that I'll be gone forever starting tomorrow. So prepare your week of sorrow in case you happen to care. Because a week before my funeral my body will feet in the air. Staring at the face of something I will no longer fear. The end