I've come to realize that my love for you is maybe, just maybe, a negative thing. If not, obsessive. It's toxic.
Maybe it is wrong of me to love you. Maybe I'm wrong. I'm sorry for loving you this way.
But I am never sorry that I loved you. You made me happy, most of the times, maybe a little sad. But still, you made me happy.
You made me know myself a little better. Because of these letters, I found out how I changed a lot.
These aren't everything I've kept. There are tweets that I've tweeted on my private account. But I'd rather not share it with you. I think the entries should be enough.
You're not going to see this after all :)
This is my last entry, or update or whatever you call it. I'm just fixing and organizing everything into it's place before finally abandoning this account... and every single one of its' content.
Goodbye now. :)
