No one cares about me. I'm a fuck up. A waste. Nothing to live for and nothing to die for. Made to sit alone, breathe alone and to be a desolate empty shell forever.
I may stop writing.
No one cares.
I ruin everything I come into.
And no one wants to read about my downfalls anyhow.
Well that's not true at all. I know Leslie and I will always care and love you.
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