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I want to disappear. Be presumed dead. Cut off all contact to everyone and run off to a city never to be seen again. Change my name and dye my hair.
Tonight's the night I'm packing nothing but my jacket and my drumsticks. I'm set to go to some stupid party with a bunch of nobodies, says everybody. Fuck that! I'm walking the road I've never walked before to a bus stop; a train stop even! Whatever'll get me out of here fastest.
Earlier I talked with my family one last time. I'm gonna miss them, but I hope they never find me. I hope they hold a funeral for me; hire a pastor to guide my soul into heaven; found a suicide awareness and prevention group--
Fuck, what am I saying?
I'm getting out of here. I don't care anymore. This note is a fucking word salad but who gives a shit when I'm burning this in an hour?