FUCK
everyday i keep making things worse for myself. And I don't want to take you with me. That's why I did it. I didn't think about it, i just couldn't take it, i realized that i'm not the person you fell in love with, that person is dead, and now i'm just this sad and empty thing with no love left to give and no capacity with which to receive it. i never deserved you. coming here was the biggest mistake of my life. i don't know how i will live it down. i probably can't. Now basically everything is fucked up behind my own comprehension. I hug my koala bear to sleep but he just reminds me that there was one person that really loved me and all i did was cause him stress and pain. i guess being here doesn't bother me anymore because i have nothing to come home to.my friends at home have forgotten about me, my friends here are merely superficial. i don't know when i'm going to be happy again.