Dear Pittsburgh,

[cheer_boi]

I made you a promise that I wouldn't shame our city with my tears.

I'm sorry that I broke that promise. (I'm sorry I broke that promise at a gay club even more.)

Broken promises led to more broken promises, didn't they?

I wish I could take it all back, but we both know that I can't.

I bet you wish you could take it all back, too. And I'd give it all back if I could - every moment.

I promise to try to keep us from going through this all again. Maybe this time it will work.

So from me to the city - let's do it better this time.

Love,
-Timmy

Sometimes in my darkest thoughts, I wish I'd never learned
What it is to be in love and have that love returned...