dear j,
i miss you.
and i don't even know why im writing this. you won't ever read it, you probably hate me.
quite frankly, i hate myself too. for doing this to you. doing this to us.
you were always there for me.
as my grades flunk, and im treated to medication im forced to take, and i don't sleep, eat properly, function right, I repeat over and over.
Why?
Why why why why why why
im sorry. i miss you, oh so much.
signed,
