Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Slit wrist and veins full of alcohol and cocaine

"Whenever I see you, I want to kill you. But for thinking that, I want to kill myself. Why am I like this? I don't know. I wont be anything but a dead body before too long.

Slit wrist and veins full of alcohol and cocaine, I sit here miserable. I hate my actions, looks, and the way I treat people. I knew it was too good to be true. John was just another blockade for me to live longer then I was suppose to. He was practically my life, my oxygen... now that he has left me for Maria, I have no use to this world...I'm a terrible person taking up other peoples oxygen.

John kept me alive, and made me want to wake up every morning to see a blue sky. He got me away from Vodka, Marijuana, Cocaine, and self-harm. He don't understand how much he is to me, and I don't think he'll ever understand that. Although he should, he wont...

Mom, Dad, I love you with my whole heart and I know everything that you're about to go through will be hard. And I know you haven't known about any of this drug and self-abuse stuff. I'm sorry you have to find out about it through this letter, but this is how it has to be. I'm glad you hadn't known about any of this, because I wouldn't want you to worry about me. I love you guys more than anything living. You two where the biggest effects on my life. and I thank you for that.

Tonight, August 24, 2009, will be my death day. Goodbye.

Much love,
Becca."

Source: http://sumneraustin.blogspot.com/