I want you to know how to like yourself, because I never did and I've spent an unhappy lifetime stuck with me. I want you to be cautious where I was reckless. I want you to understand the cost of your actions, because I never cared for consequences and now... consequences have become me. I want you to learn to let people in all the way. I want you to know how to be honest with yourself. I've let no one in completely, not even myself. You can't be free if you can't be honest, says the liar. I want you to know your limits and to approach them fairly. I've spent 30 something years thinking I was the exception to every rule and now that they're all broken I have no clue where to go. I want more for you than I've allowed myself because I love you and I've never loved me. You look at me to teach you these things but I don't know. I don't know how, buddy. If there was a time I could've learned I let it pass. My ambition, little one, has never equalled my potential. Please, please if you learn anything from me let it be from my mistakes. However, if there was one thing I wish I could share with you, one thing I think I do that you should, it would be loving you. Love you, buddy. Please.