YOU ARE EVERY BAD THING IVE EVER LOVED.
YOU ARE THE COKE I FIRST SNORTED AT A PARTY.
YOU ARE THE BUD I SMOKED THAT GOT ME ****** AND MADE ME REALIZE I WANTED TO DIE.
YOU ARE THE XANIES I TOOK AT SCHOOL TO NUMB MYSELF FROM MY DEPRESSION.
YOU ARE THE ADERALL IN MY SYSTEM I TOOK TO STAY AWAKE FROM SLEEPLESS NIGHTS.
YOU ARE THE ACID TABS I TOOK BECAUSE I WANTED TO FIND OUT WHO I WAS.


I STILL LOVE YOU
BUT
I DONT GO TO THOSE PARTIES ANYMORE.
I NO LONGER WANT TO DIE.
I NOW CONTROL MY DEPRESSION.
I CAN SLEEP WITH OUT SEEING THAT CONSTANT GOD ****** DREAM.
I KNOW WHO I AM.

My dear, im afraid I can no longer look at you as a human.
I see every entry ive written about you for months.
Ive uncovered every inch of you.
This is certainly a tragedy.