I'm all she's got and if I don't make it this time . . ." You'll pass through the light. A ribbon of guilt twists my stomach. I'm all Kim and Chip have too. But the difference is, they'll be better off without me.

I have no intent. I have no reason to live, that's all. When I'm gone, I don't want to be remembered.

Why am i here? What's my purpose?

I wish I could tell my parents, " If you want to help me, help me die.

How does he do it? Live. With the fear of death every day. I don't fear death as much as I fear the thought of living.

Our eyes met across the crowded room, like in the movies, except we didn't share a knowing smile and race into each other's arms. Instead I fell into the trash can.

I don't sleep. All night long I'm wide awake, thinking, Secrets, secrets, secrets. There are secrets in my past no one needs to know. Secrets in my present that might kill Kim and Chip. I don't want to take my secrets with me when I go. When I pass through the light, i want to be free of everything and everyone.