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unknown: I can't do it anymore, Gabe. I can't live this way anymore. . . I don't care if I go to hell.

unknown: I've already thought about it and everything. . . the perfect way to end it. I won't be a burden to anyone anymore.

unknown: I-I'm tired of trying. Trying to please mother and God and everyone. . . you don't need me here. I'd be better off dead and that's why I'm doing this. . . Please tell mother I love her and that I know she's disappointed in me, but we'll see each other again. . . It's just for a little while.

unknown: So I guess this is it huh? This is me making my peace and leaving the world. By this time tomorrow night I hope to be in my car in a secluded area near my house where I will feed the car exhaust, take some sleeping pills and use the rest of the gas in the car to end my life.

unknown: I figure this way is easier than mother finding me hanging from the shower pole or bleeding out from a deep cut. This way is also less painful than jumping in front of a train. I hope you understand everything.

unknown: I love you so much. This may be the end of me, but it isn't the end of my legacy. Please never forget me.
- Jay