Suggestions for a poignant suicide note?

Suggestions for a poignant suicide note?

>I wasn't good enough for myself and I only think this because I have a high opinion of what I think because I'm always right. Look what you did, world, you made a genius kill himself.

>kiss my ass, cocksuckers

how can they kiss your ass if they're sucking cock?

>I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I am sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry

I'd tell you to kill yourself, but it doesn't seem quite appropriate. So, I guess, fuck yourself.

And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I'll say it clear
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full
I traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this, I did it my way

Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do and saw it through without exemption
I planned each charted course, each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this, I did it my way

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall and did it my way

I've loved, I've laughed and cried
I've had my fill, my share of losing
And now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that
And may I say, not in a shy way
Oh, no, oh, no, not me, I did it my way

>I'm a worm writhing on the ground, and God can not be bothered to glance into the dirt. My writing is terrible, my personality is grating, and nothing brings me joy. Just faulty wiring. I'm sorry mom

"it ain't me"

Well they're not sucking cock presently, they're just in the habit.

"Goodbye"

Less is more.

You're right.

>I'm sorry, Mom

Sufficit.

Broken lines, broken strings
Broken threads, broken springs
Broken idols, broken heads
People sleeping in broken beds
Ain't no use jiving, ain't no use joking
Yeah, everything is broken

Broken bottles, broken legs
Broken switches, broken gates
Broken dishes, broken parts
The streets are filled with broken hearts
Broken words never meant to be spoken
Oh, everything is broken

It seems like every time I stop and turn around
Something else has just hit the ground

Broken colors, broken saws
Broken buckles, broken laws
Broken bodies, broken bones
Broken voices on broken phones
Take a deep breath, feel like you're choking
Hey yeah, everything is broken

Yeah, every time I you leave and go off some place
Things fall to pieces in my face

Broken hands on broken ploughs
Broken treaties and broken vows
Broken pipes, broken tools
People bending broken rules

Hound dog howling, bull frog croaking
Hey hey everything is broken, everything is broken
Everything is broken, everything is broken
Oh yeah, everything is broken

haha gay

just state briefly your reasons for not wanting to live anymore

I can't speak for what you want to say, but I suggest you spell it out in pieces of candy on the floor.

this is a ridiculous vanity considering no one knows who you are and anyone that does will just find it pathetic

The poem at the end of Edouard Leve - Suicide was beatiful,read it.

dont kill yourself man

I'm here if you wanna talk

If you have so little to say that you can't even compose an original suicide note then don't leave one you poseur.

>im a whiny cunt, notice me senpai
>PS Mike made me do it

When i was a small boy, i caught glimpse of the
spirit realm. I saw the ghosts busting their
spooky nuts on everything and everyone; and
they laughed, and were jovial at the fact of
our unawareness to their mischief.
They looked at me; looking at them.
They began to laugh, and they spoke
amongst themselves: ''Look, that one
can see us''. After this, i lost
the ability to see into the world
of the spirits. And i lived my life
and i was no different from anyone
else. But this was merely a farce.
For as i sat and looked upon my
friends, my family, and all that
i knew. I knew, i always knew;
The spirits were nutting on everything
that i held dear.-------------Goodbye.

>How could you not like The English Patient. Go back and watch the English Patient over and over again until you appreciate it!

Jamie Stewart go away.

Don't bury me, I'm not dead yet.
Silence isn't lost time.

Muss es sein? Es muss sein.

"Whatever."

ebin.

This would be god-tier if original.

>god-tier
>god
>2016

ha, I remember that episode.

Maybe if God were a grade-schooler.

Leave a one-line note in the form of a question, relating particularly to an experience. Make it relevant to the person who'll find you/ any family member who might read your note

>Did you ever get to Disneyland?
>Did you ever try those banana pancakes?
>Did you ever call Joan back?

I tried.

A 200 page rant about sonic the hedgehog, my little pony, conspiracy theories about 9/11, the illuminati, reptilians, the CIA trying to control your mind, alex jones, stephen molyneux, david icke, satan worshipers, gangstalking, morgellon's disease, the belief the cure for cancer is a natural organic low carb deionized diet, anti-natalism, the belief humans are an inherently evil creation, the belief the world is a simulation, the demiurge and records of "incidents" where seemingly mundane everyday experiences are tied into a sinister plot direct at you, plus several youtube videos about 2 hours in length with spooky music, faulty microphone sounding dialogue and memes.

WHEN I WAS

I died today. Or maybe yesterday; I can't be sure.

"Burn my hard drive."

reddit

I want to feel like when I'm asleep

kek

"Apesbésthen"

Only patrician kids will know this reference

A suicide note is nothing but one of many pieces of debris scattered in the wake of a broken person.
A note can be poignant, but the poignancy feels forced because this is *the end* of a person's life. Of course the last word on a matter will have poignancy. I think its much more compelling when a person writes about a life shattering, awful experience, but goes on living. That's why people love that "The Light has gone out of my life" diary entry Teddy Roosevelt made. This is a guy that had his shit fucked up, but still went on to great things.