how much can fit in one box??

Sending you love

Ribbons and ribbons of blood-stained gauze flying everywhere as she perches on her bed with tears run down her cheeks. Her throws are getting more sloopy and her cries more desperate. Brusies and cuts splattered across her body because no one cared if she died or not but her fall  wasn't high enough so she was stuck crying on the ground battered.  I should've went higher, i should've been quiet, i should've bought a gun... thoughts and lies roaming through her head flooding any real grasp of the world around her. Once her decorated scared arm was exposed to the cool air her emotions were calmed and filled with even more voices her demons. Her eyes darting through  the room not looking at the destruction she made but something to ease her pain anything to ease her pain. Then she found something something she dearly missed, her jornal. She remember all the emotions that went into these pages, weather it was with color or writing she always felt safe. As she got closer to the small worn out book she spotted something else a razor right there next to the book. Then she noticed inside the book was little post-it's and notecards sticking out with unknown writing. Her eyes darted to the razor back to the jornal back and forth until she heard a new voice, a kinder voice read it, open the jornal...  she grabbed the jornal and opened to the first sticky note. "Hey i didn't mean to invade but  just know i'm here" she quickly turned to the next and next
" always remember that i still care...
" i noticed you found a new way to escape, please don't continue"
"You don't even touch this anymore but i'm still ganna to do this for when you see them"
"You look really good with bangs btw"
"I love your smile i wish i could see it more"
"I really love your singing"
"Hey i noticed you stopped listening to your music... please come back to the girl i know"
"I saw you in a corner... please know i still care"
"Just talked to your family... bad idea i guess they were drunk hope you don't get hurt because of me"
"I going to tell you now since you probably won't see this..."
She starts to look for next note but it's not there. She's confused till she feels someone looking at her. Who she sees makes her tears flow faster. " hey... i thought you weren't ever going to see them. I hope you're not mad. It's just that i see you so depressed and i'm just me and i didn't think i could help so i started to write those notes. I have the last... well not last but the one after that one" the boy says mentioning to the note-filled jornal " can i see it? Please? I need to see it." the boy's nerves starts to get to him and by what he can only describe as an act of god he opens and mouth " i can tell you-" he walk forward "- i was going to write that... I love you. Bexs i love you, i loved you since the fourth grade, and i know you, when you cut, when you don't eat, when you don't show up to school i ditch school to see if i made it to see your face once more and i do because when i reach it to your room you're there breathing and sleeping... but even then you still cry. I know you Bexs and i love you, i love every part of you." "Jason i- i don't- i didn't know... how... how could you love me?" Jason took her hand in his and smiled "because you're beautiful inside and out. I knew when you were happy and i know you now when you're not" " that's a lie jas-" jason looked at her but before he could protest she continued " -that's a lie because im happy now and it's because of you... i'm an idiot for not noticing you right next to me." she falls in front of him sobbing " im sorry Jason you deserve someone better than me" he goes his knees and grabs her face so they're looking at each other " so do you" and at that moment she felt a peaceful road forming in front of her a better life. A life with jason, a full happy life