Scattered Puzzle

《Parte Siete》

Dear Calum,

I'm heading to the shitty park again, it should just be the rust park.

The name fits, I don't even remember if there's a sign stating the name.

I feel confused today because I gave you those letters and I don't really understand what I expected to come from that.

You don't even know who I am.

I'm not gonna tell you because I don't feel like you should know.

You'd either hate me or say you want to meet me which I doubt but anyway.

Can I just say I never know what to write in these unless I'm obsessing over something.

I wish I wasn't always confusing myself.

I think it's because of the weed, but that calms me.

I shouldn't do it but I like it and it's like being in a different world.

Drinking makes me angry, I drink every night even if I feel like shit the next day.

I hate how I am and I hate how I live.

But it isn't easy to change, believe me, I tried.

People never fail to remind me when I'm so shit faced I spend the night outside the bar.

They don't even need to say anything, the way they look at me just shows what they think about me.

Ever been kicked out of a bar?

I don't even talk to anyone, I just stay quiet but they still glance at me like I'm being a whore but I'm just sitting there.

I don't wear any slutty dress for attention, the exact opposite.

I'm just writing down random shit now.

I'll end this, it seems right.

I'm gonna go somewhere, the parks dead as usual.

The adventures of tonight await so uh, bye.

Still not sure how to end this.

From,
Unknown
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I finally got another chapter up and it's late af. I'm tired so excuse my mistakes.

~R {February 20th, 2015}