To Whom It May Concern

To whom it may concern, by the time you read this I will be gone.
What else can I say ?
I just don't want to be here anymore. And I refuse to believe that this is it, that there is nothing more than this because there must be. There has to be.
For us as a species to believe that we and this life are as good as it gets is so ignorant, so narrow minded. There has to be more. And I intend to find it before this cold artifical world has drained my soul and left me a weak brittle shell of who I used to be.

 I need to do this.

Please try to understand.


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