2.244 million people in Paris and not one has ever involved me in anything. My "friends" don't even involve me. I was all alone in a place full of 2 million people. I was the outcast, but not for long.
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"It's fucking crazy, because you'd think I'd remember you, I'd remember them, maybe I'd at least remember us! But I don't and it's hurting you and I'm ruinning your life and your fucking job and fuck! I don't know! I don't! Except that maybe I love you and I want to be with you and I want to remember! I do! But I don't! I can't! And I'm sorry.....I'm so fucking sorry"
~Beth.