i'm not really a person who talks about his struggles, but i will tonight. i don't think that there is anything that great about me. i mean it's not like i'm a murderer, and most things i do are socially accecptable. i don't know, it's probably just that every time you talk to me, it's like you're shitting in my confidence. and i have to see you everyday. you're constantly cutting me down. you might as well just stick the razor in my skin.

also i think that you are unhappy, because if me. and i wish that there was something that i could do. i know i read the letter, but i think that you told me that to make me feel better. and these thought that i'm not really what you're looking for in a person. i think that i'll never be good enough for you, even if i rally am.