I am so weak. I hate the life I have come to know. I had great ambitions. I had great talent. I feel like it is over now. Not a day goes by that I don't feel like the world would be better off without me. I am too weak to pull the trigger though. I am lost. I am a nobody. I have done horrible things in my short lifetime. I wish it could all be over. I have so much guilt. My drunkeness has caused so much harm. I hate myself. I have low self esteem. I think I am ugly. One day I will end it.