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Pt. 1?

Hi there. I'm... well... I don't really know what I am. 

I don't really know who I am. 

I don't even know why you're reading this..! 

Boredom? 

Sadness?

Loneliness? 

Friendless?

Loveless?

Lifeless..?

Well, I can't say--or tell, why you are reading this... maybe I know you. Maybe I don't. What does it matter in a world like ours?

I'm bored.

I'm sad--no, depressed.

I'm... kind of lonely... at the moment at least...

My friends are betraying me. Friendless? Maybe.

Loveless? I wouldn't say so... I know I have a boyfriend.

. . .

Lifeless..?  Yes. I... I do things I regret that I cannot explain now. 

Want to be let in on a secret..? 

The longer you read, the more depressed you feel. 

That was a warning. 

Now, here's my concern. 

You will go on reading this trash and suddenly leave.

I let you in on my life and you will suddenly leave. 

Letting you in on things I can never tell anyone. 

And then taking the chances of you leaving with unneeded personal knowledge of me. 

Can I...

Uhm...

Can I trust you..?

Read on if you must, though I must say now,

It may not be NICE.