I'm tired of my life.

All I do is cry, sleep and blog.

That's literally all I do.

Oh, and yeah I use the bathroom.

But I don't eat.

I can't eat.

Every time I try to eat I feel so sick that I end up throwing it all up again.

I stand on my roof, looking down at the road with all the cars underneath me.

My body shakes and my heart beats fast.

I'm going to do it.

I need to do it.

My phone is in one of my hands.

I go onto Twitter.

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I'm sorry that I had to leave you guys but I just can't do this anymore. I can't wake up every morning by the nightmares that hunts me every night. I can't stand the feeling that the one I love doesn't love me back anymore, that he doesn't believe me. And I love all of you, so much. It isn't your fault. You guys couldn't have done anything different. If you guys haven't been here for me I haven't lived today, I would have done this so long ago. But now I need to do this anyways. Please don't be sad. Be happy. And don't remember me as the sad and depressed Jack. Remember me as the happy one I was before. I love you so much guys. Bye.

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I tweet it before taking a deep breath and going closer to the edge.

I see a car in the distant that's coming closer.

I'm going jump in front of that car.

I focus on the car, trying to team it right.

"JACK!!! DON'T DO IT! PLEASE!" I hear a voice scream.

I look over at his red hair for a second before I take the step out and everything turns black.

Yeah....

You guys hate me now.

I'm sorry ;-;

This isn't the end, I promise.

That wouldn't be funny if this story would be so short.

This story will be longer than the first one.

Please don't shot me ;-;

Love ya<33