The Quiet Screaming No One Knows...
That night that I went to bed upset because of the jokes we were playing on everyone how we were supposedly together, you wrote a journal and I knew that it was about me and how I’ve become so depressed after my ex from last year. And I’d be honest with you and say that I still feel like s***. Yeah, I’m still sure the world’s still coming to an end for me.
But its nice to know someone still cares about me. I never said thanks. I never confronted you about the post and I think I never will.
Here’s to a few better days.