If, and when, and if you ever read this…
I want you to know that I’d like to be your friend. Staying home on the weekends is lifeless, eating dinner with the same individual has become tedious. I want to be a part of something new. I’m not as indifferent as I come across. Honest.
I have nearly everything in the world going for me, but nearly all of it feels consistently marred by forlorn. A group of friends, a staff, a school – I don’t feel much a part of anything. It’s not that I don’t want to, don’t get me wrong. I’d give anything to.
I see these people every day. They haven’t the slightest clue.
If, and when, and if you read this …
Well, we’ll see.