If only Mr. Rogers where here.
I cut myself today, after realising I lost a good friend forever. They just stopped caring about me or so it seems. But I must remember time flows like a river, no two moments are ever the same, it was doomed to happen anyway, with who I am, just a fat kid, that no one really likes, but that doesn't take the pain away. It was foolhardy to believe someone as wonderful would hold me heart forever, it's amazing that it lasted as long as it did. It is my fate to be doomed to obsurity in the eyes of everyone who ever knew me, Not like I didn't know this was coming either the runes fortold it, even though it wasn't a by the book reading, the two runes I pulled told me I'd lose something and it would be gone forever. I might as well trust in the Runes from here on out, who or what do I have left to believe in?