I'm sorry for that last letter.
I know you hate it whenever I call myself selfish even when I'm not.
I'm just confused.
About everything.
You're confusing me.
Yes, I know you're in a coma but you're still confusing the hell out of me.
How?
Well, Tyler Joseph.
You make me question myself.
You make me happy.
You make me think things I don't want to think.
You're probably confused now.
At least we can be confused together.
Love, Joshua.
YOU ARE READING
false hope; joshler [✔]
Fanficit's 4:00 am and you're sleeping but i'm crying short chapters // completed!!! // under editing