My life has been a worthless waste of time. I've done what I can to help others, yet when I desperately need help, no one is there. I'm about to lose my home. I need a short-term loan. But is there anyone out there? No. No one gives a shit whether I live or die. No one will even know until they decide they want something from me. I won't be found for months. Sucks to know you're not worth a dime. I've talked to many people who could bloody well afford it, but they just look past me. I'm not of any importance to anyone. I'm tired of fighting. Every day is just another fight to just be. Tonight, the fight is over. It ends here and now. Go ahead, sell the house with the stench of death, fuckers!