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dear jonathan,

its monday

today and

you

were

absent

for a

week

and i

sort of

miss

you.

its 2am

now,

nearly

5 hours

before

school starts

and

i am

surrounded

by darkness

more than

i am

even surrounded

by people.

sometimes

we need

to realize

that in

hard times

we choose

how we

want to

feel

about

certain things.

and that

"certain

thing"

is

you.

i'm

looking

for answers

jonathan

but it

leads to

more questions.

and sometimes

i'm better

off not

knowing.

god why

am i

ranting

like an

idiot

here?

you'll

never read

this anyway

so whats the point?

you wouldn't

care if

i died

would you?

nobody will

care.

everyone is

selfish.

people only do

things if

it benefits them,

whether its

physical, mentally

or even sexually.

everyone wants

to be perfect

but god didn't

create us

to be perfect.

its what

makes us

human.

they all

crave for

attention.

they want

to be somebody,

not a nobody

like me.

but its okay.

i'm used

to it.

society taught me

that.

cambria xx