I'm sorry. . .
Who am I fucking kidding? I'm not sorry for what I'm about to do. Dick, you know I love you, right? I know that it probably seems like I don't right now, but that's the way things are. I'm fucked up, I have been for so long, that it's almost what seems normal- but you and I both know that it's not. Move on Dick, you're not as fucked up, and you can do anything you want.
Logan, I'm sorry that I tricked you into leaving me alone in the house, but it's better this way. I hope you get back together with Veronica, you two make each other happy. I'm sorry if I lead you on at all, I admit, I have a bit of a crush on you, but I'd just make you miserable.
Everyone that made my life a living hell, go fuck yourselves. I hate you, but don't give yourselves all the credit, I was fucked up without you.
Katelyn Marie Casablancas
That's the suicide note that I'm leaving on the bathroom counter. I bet you're sorry you read this now, huh. Well, it's your own fucking fault, if you hadn't ignored my warnings, you'd be nice and happy, not thinking of the girl that killed herself. Then again, you might just be sick, and want to read this, so I'll tell you everything.
I convinced Logan to leave me alone, while he went to get dinner, I knew it was going to take him a while, we ordered food from across town.
Ijust found the pills that I was taking in the bathroom cabinet, and took the entire bottle. I found the razors in a drawer in the bathroom, and I now I'm laying down in the bathtub. I'm going to slit my wrists, did you want to know that?
Bye-bye world, it's really happening now. Maybe I'll miss you. . . maybe I'll just be born into a different life next time.