So there's my tragedy, and here's how it ends. I just have one last thing to say. Don't read this as a pathetic last note from a dead girl. Think of this as a message. Spread what I'm about to say far and wide, because this is urgent; there are people like me out there. People who see death as their only option. People who don't think they're needed or loved. And they need someone to help them through this time in their lives. It only takes one person to completely turn someone's world upside down, to save them. You can be that person. You can help people, sympathize with people, love people in a way I never could. I might already be unsalvageable, but they're still here, and they don't have to go like I did. Just. . . be kind, okay? Be considerate. Be loving. Because you don't know what they're going through. So I guess I'll leave you with that. Peace out, bitches.

Signed, Amy Ware