after being in the hospital for a few days, i was finally released. you had managed to stay true to your word and you visited me everyday.
i'm going back to school today. i'm really excited to talk to you without me being in a fucking hospital bed.
i just walked into school, and of course people are staring at me write this in my journal. seeing as i've "tried to kill myself" twice.
i saw you at the end of the hall. you were talking to some girl. i'd never seen her before.
i thought that maybe she was new and you were showing her around the school. i was going to see who she was, but my anxiety got the best of me. i still really want to know who she is.
-alex
