...I began to read...

To no one, but to someone.
I don't know who is reading this or if this letter will ever get anywhere.
But I didn't know any other way to say goodbye to this world here.
But I am sure of one thing, no one will miss me or even notice, because I am the boy from the back row.
No one pays attention to me, no one sees me, no one hears me.
I am alone, left alone by the world.
I don't want to live any longer, there's no point. I don't even understand why I'm doing this at all! Was there ever a reason?
The girl I love hates me, looks at me like a blind fool.
And I probably am too.
I have no right to live, I should die.
And I will.
Because why should I without a reason?
Death, however, has a reason, everything.
On 15.12. I will detach myself from this world, everything.
Dec. 15 will be the day of my death....
No one will mourn me and for me, yes for me, it is the greatest wish.
I never really had any joy in living.
Left alone by my parents, without siblings, without friends.
I have lived in constant loneliness for 17 years, but I will not be able to endure it any longer.
Please, whoever reads this, don't laugh at me.
Although, do. Do whatever you want.
After all, I'm just a pathetic little worm to you, you popular creature.
You can't call me a human being, you can't call me a living being.
For I have never lived...