Dear David,
Everything you are working toward; it's not worth it. You know good and well you can't win. How many times do your aspirations have to be shot down before you realize this? Why don't you just take the knife you have sitting on your desk and cut out the things that hurt you? The people you can't have. The things that will never be yours. These stupid ideas you have in your head. Just run away from it all. What the fuck are you thinking? Trying to be happy? You're a fucking idiot.
Love,
Josh
Love,
Josh