Jay,
Jay,
Jay,
Thank you.
I know, I should have been there for you, but thank you, thank you so much, for being there. For never leaving me. I know you're always there. I'm always there for you, if you wanna contact me.
Not sure how the whole dead to life spirit thing works, but I'm your best friend, I'm here. Thank you for sending Sebastian (or making me hallucinate him?), he helped a lot, though, thanks to you, you made me look like an idiot. Oh well. If an idiot is what's worth your friendship, then what an idiot I am. I'm in recovery right now, and I know it's gonna be hard. But like my therapist said, "there's stairs in life. You always have the choice to go up or down them, to persevere or to take a rest. Nevertheless, they will always be there." I guess that's what you were kinda telling me. I read your note everyday, and I know there's hope. Because there's still space in the world for me. There always has been. Thank you Jay. Thank you.(Btw- You probably wanna know this- I've been getting closer to Rishit, let me tell you, what a nerd. But he's nice, and has helped me SO much with my grades. Went from a "C" to an "A"! In three weeks. He helped me not be so distracted. He's great. But a nerd. Send another Sebastian? I'm just kidding, love you.)
Talk later,
Gina.
YOU ARE READING
gina
General FictionHow was I supposed to live when there's nothing to live for? *possible trigger warning*