Dear Somebody I Used To Love,
Heath was taken into rehabilitation yesterday. His mom told me he'd struggled with drugs in the past and didn't know that he had still been slipping them.
Its just my nature, I think, to care even though I'd rather not. I should be jumping for joy, like you, but I'm not.
It seems as if all the people in my life just like to dissapoint me or make me feel insecure. I don't think they know just how much it hurts though. If they don't figure it out sooner or later, I can tell you for a fact that my hearts going to shatter all together for once. I mean, its pretty clear that I'm cracked.
I don't think I understand anything anymore, A. Maybe they dissapoint because I do.
It makes me just want to dissapear, so I can't dissapoint or be dissapointed.
Love,
Somebody I Sincerely Hope You Still Just Might Love
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Romance*Previously know as Dear Somebody I Used To Love* Un-mailed letters from two broken teenage lovers...
