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missed_vein666 · 06-13-2006, 08:16 AM

June 13, 2006

Dear World,

I am not some psychotic fucks or pathetic losers trying to end my worthless existence. Nor am I one of these pussies using suicide as a cry for help. I kill myself tonight as king of the world. Things could not be better.

Which is why I choose now to leave this world. Things just can't get better. I have reached the pinnacle of life, and not just my life, the zenith of existence itself. Bliss, Nirvana, Utopia. I am at the top of the mountain, not at the bottom like most suicidal douches. Unfortunately, the days ahead of me will never be as good as tonight. So I have nothing to look forward to.

I just snorted not 1, but 2 lines of coke off of not 2, but 3 hookers' chests. Then we all 4 made sweet beautiful love. The kind of sweet beautiful love they sing rap songs about and outlaw in 32 states. Then we washed, rinsed and repeated until we were all dehydrated.

It is truly the best night that could ever be, which is why it must end tonight. Life can now only get worse. Nothing is left for me here in this world. Every seemingly joyous moment from here forward would be compared to tonight and fall miserably short.

So, I'm going out on top, high as hell, feeling good, and my seed spread in and among of three beautiful women. It was nice to be me.

Viva Life,

Harold Feinstein

P.S. Tell the insurance company I was killed by 2 black men. They'll buy that with no further questions.

06-13-2006, 08:16 AM	#1
missed_vein666 Join Date: Jun 2006 Posts: 5	my suicide note for you all to see.. June 13, 2006 Dear World, I am not some psychotic fucks or pathetic losers trying to end my worthless existence. Nor am I one of these pussies using suicide as a cry for help. I kill myself tonight as king of the world. Things could not be better. Which is why I choose now to leave this world. Things just can't get better. I have reached the pinnacle of life, and not just my life, the zenith of existence itself. Bliss, Nirvana, Utopia. I am at the top of the mountain, not at the bottom like most suicidal douches. Unfortunately, the days ahead of me will never be as good as tonight. So I have nothing to look forward to. I just snorted not 1, but 2 lines of coke off of not 2, but 3 hookers' chests. Then we all 4 made sweet beautiful love. The kind of sweet beautiful love they sing rap songs about and outlaw in 32 states. Then we washed, rinsed and repeated until we were all dehydrated. It is truly the best night that could ever be, which is why it must end tonight. Life can now only get worse. Nothing is left for me here in this world. Every seemingly joyous moment from here forward would be compared to tonight and fall miserably short. So, I'm going out on top, high as hell, feeling good, and my seed spread in and among of three beautiful women. It was nice to be me. Viva Life, Harold Feinstein P.S. Tell the insurance company I was killed by 2 black men. They'll buy that with no further questions.