Because I love the way it hurts....

My god... What did you do?

That's all I'm thinking at the moment. You are not a failure, this is just an obstacle, it's just something to get over.

He will forgive you for whatever it is you've done.

You are not a monster, no matter how you feel right now. This too shall pass.

I'm being mega cliche, but what else can I say?

What can I do for you to make this easier? I will do anything to not see you hurting, I would lock you up so you wouldn't hurt yourself, You are not allowed to get stuck in your head, I'm locking you out.

If only it was that simple...

I wish I was there to hug you and just sit with you while we split a giant bottle of Vodka and just chill, so you wouldn't feel alone now.

Everything happens for the reason, maybe. Maybe... That's all there is. Everything is a maybe.

I'm here, and I apologize for not writing more. I'm swamped at work, and exhausted, and everything. I wish Tom had a job already, so I can quit Walgreens and focus more on school. This job is too much, I don't care how much it pays. It's not worth it, if I can't communicate with you.

I Love you... Please don't be hard on yourself. you are my sister-soul-mate.