I gathered up the courage finally after all this time, to go look at your Facebook after blocking you. I got sick to my stomach and started crying un-controlably… Your such a disgusting, scum of the earth, peice of shit pig. I should have turned you in while I had the chance.
I have the tattoo ideas I want to get for you Patrick. Not too original, but they made a connection to my heart that you did. I love you.
I can’t handle the fact that your gone. I still break down crying out of nowhere. I feel empty and useless. I need you. If it was guaranteed that I could be with you if I died…„ I miss you.
the real me. if they would do anything or treat me any different.
i bet you all would
if you really knew
I wish you would let me know.
I feel as though life should be happier..
And every night, it all comes back. My breathing slows, my heart stutters, my eyes grow moist, my stomach is nauseous, my body is weak, and my heart grows heavier. It’s not long before I physically die of a broken heart.
Is Dead.
