I just need someone to talk to, and have somewhere to vent without someone being up my ass and wondering what’s going on. I need someone from a long time ago, who I could tell anything to. Fuck these social websites, where everyone can see what you’re thinking.
I need someone to feel what I’m feeling right now, and I can’t even talk about it. I just feel empty right now. And I don’t know what to do. I just need someone to talk to. Fuck me, or fuck this world. It’s nothing big, but I need someone who knows what the old days were like. But all those people ran away, or turned shady as fuck. Please, someone.
You got out today, and I’m not sure how I feel. I had to hide the letters, so no one else would find them, and question me on my emotions.
I don’t know how to feel. I want to be happy, because you got put away for so long, and you’ve changed so much. But I’m sad because you did this to yourself, with my assistance. You’re free, and you should be happy. But you’ll always resent me, and nothing will change that. I’m so sorry.