would you please,
let me slip a few words
under your door.
the first three,
"i love you"
the last five,
"but i can't no more."


fuck. i see everything changing.
the best part is, it didn't JUST happen.

elly you are my saviour.

i've come to realize i have no purpose in life.
i am living just because i have to.
i don't wish to die though.
comtemplating suicide is so passe.
haaaaaaaaaa.

but living without a purpose
is just like being dead inside.
i know, i have everything from (imaginary) lovers
to friends to a loving family.
it's all good enough.

the saddest person in the world is
one who has everything but is still sad.


god, help us all.