Dear reader,

I'm sick of it. Of life. Of everything that occurs to me. I just can't handle it. It's too much for me to handle. I don't know what is going on in my head, but I have made the decision. The decision to leave forever. I'm so sorry for everything. Sorry Zodiac, sorry Evilbean, sorry Poke, but most importantly, sorry Rubric. This is my way of making it up to you. If anyone asks about me, just tell them that I'm on a one way flight to heaven.

Goodbye for good,

P-22