Yes my dear friend as you see I’m dead now. This is nones fault I love everybody I’ve ever meet in this short life of mine. If u got to have a reason for all of this, it is and only is me.
All my stuff goes to my parents. Tell them I love them. They aren’t perfect but they re good. Thanks for giving me my life and raised me until the point I died. I am sorry for this, but what else can I do?
I got to be good. Tell my mom, talk to my homestay, get up get the gunge. If my life will be like this forever I still gotta fight with it like a non coward like a tough guy amiright.