By the way, a friend betrayed me out of malice.
In a bulletin entitled: 'for christmas i want'
"I would like: the truth.
Not the words from another person's mouth.
Not the here say from a friend.
Not the potentially distorted truth I believe to be reality.
I'd like to know that the trust is there for the truth to come from your mouth and no one elses.
I'd like to know THE truth. Not the multitude of truths and rumors I know at the moment.
I'd like to know your truth.
Not mine. Not theirs.
Yours."
One little bird told another little bird something that the first little bird should have kept their mouth shut about. And now the little bird suffers a terrible fate. Mouth stitched with leather criss-cross laces? You should've.
But you didn't.
My dear,
you faltered.
In the way I had hoped you...wouldn't
but didn't know you...wouldn't.
P.S. that night she threw up her guts. that was the precursor.