I typed in "Okay good night. I just pray I can get to sleep tonight." But I deleted it.
Why? Because I don't want you to know how much your decision to kill our baby has affected me.
You saw the knife,blood,and cuts.
You wrapped your arms around me and promised everything would be ok.
Then I woke up and realized nothing is ok and I need you to hear me more than ever.
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Some awesome lists!
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I'm sorry, it's not because I hate you, or even chemistry.
I can't focus. It's my one class on the fourth floor, and I spent it dreaming of throwing myself out the window.
I'm sorry.
They noticed cysts in her breast, she has breast cancer.
I haven't told anyone.
It feels like half of my heart was ripped off. I wish I could tell someone.
