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I had finally decided on a helium tank.

Yeah, I have.

You know what I have read? If you do it right, you can fill a goddamn trash bag up with it, attach a hose from the Toys R Us tank, duct tape to your neck with your fucking head IN it, and a minute later, you aren't the wiser.

I tried to make a plan on how I would fuck up the afterlife, if there is one. If not, who cares. If there is, I'd be ready.

Once hitting the afterlife, I would sit.

Yeah, sit. And wait for some motherfucker to move me.

I'm tired of this life, folks.

Time....to die.