A week ago Big momma died. You know that but, you asked my Cheyy who is basically my little sister how she was doing and when she shrugged her shoulders you asked how I was doing, and she said the same. You could've asked me you know.. I don't hate you, I try to act like it to help me move on. I haven't moved on though. I wish you were next to me cuddling me like we used to. I wish we were cuddled up watching a movie and accidentally fall asleep together like we used to. Oh, remember when we played spin the bottle/7 minutes in heaven, and we only kissed....
Haha I miss you, I still love you, I can't wait till I love the memories more than I love you cause that means the pain will be over. I don't want to feel this way anymore.
My mom and Tim went poke hunting and I was seriously contemplating suicide. I can't take this anymore.
I'm typing this on the computer while i'm live so I can't exactly cry this time while writing this. I just thought you should know, I love and miss you so much.
I'm losing weight, not the healthy way, but when nobody notices I throw all my food up. There's a cup sitting behind me with salt water, it helps me get it all up without gagging myself. I'm sorry. I know Big Momma wouldn't have wanted this for me, nor would you, or anybody for that matter, so I'm so sorry.
I want to die...
~M
