Life sucks. I started a list of things I hate when my life fell apart, my girlfriend left me, i was sent to a mental hospital, and then I move to a school full of dicks. First thing on the list is me. Things are being reordered and added on the list as my life continues to fall. Till I meet this girl, and she shows me how to love even the ugliest things and how to heal. Things begin to disappear from my list, and I begin to wonder, will it very soon disappear?