A series of suicide notes.
It's me, Alex. I'm just writing this to say sorry, and goodbye.
By the time you read this, I'll be gone.
I'm just sorry for everything.
I know I always messed everything up.
I never could fit in.
I know that I'll never find a place to belong.
You were always nice to my face, but I saw that little bit of weirdness in your eyes.
I know you were nice to my face, but you talked behind my back.
I know you did. I'm sorry I was always so awkward.
I just wanted to fit in.
I know it scary, but I think I have finally found a place to fit in.
Among the ones no longer living.
There I will be where I belong.
I won't cause any more problems for anyone.
I will be missed for once in my life.
What I have been waiting for all my life.
For someone to say goodbye back to me.
I'm so so sorry.