Ian I don't know what it is. I don't know why it happens. You promised me you'd never leave me. You lied. You shattered me, ruined me, destroyed me, made me rethink everything about love. You damaged me and hurt me. You saved me then you tore my heart to shreds. Yet I still somehow love you. I hate it. I hate that I love you. But I can't find it in my heart not to love you. I can't hate you. I can't.. but.. Ian this isn't your fault.. what I'm about to do is my fault not yours. Ian.. I love you. so much.
P.S.. don't let anyone tell you it was your fault. If anyone does then don't listen to them. It's no ones fault but my own. goodbye, my love..
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Natalie's Journal
SpiritualeA list of entries from Natalie's Journal starting just before her kidnapping in 7th grade