• Dearest,

    If it comes to myself pulling the trigger to that gun; the hole rests on my skull and a bullet is ready to peer through my scalp. If you cannot accept my apologies, if you cannot accept the fact that I am not guilty of these deeds done from that wretched girl... I shall go. I shall go elsewhere. Where they believe and accept me. I cannot take such pain anymore. Your heart is eternally scarred from the typing to you. It would be better if I hand written anything, because when everything is online, you cannot tell if it is serious or not.
    I don't even know if you are there all the time. I do not notice if it is her taking over your body. Using your own terminology to get by to ruining me.

    Nothing is true anymore.
    The only thing that breaks the skin tissue on my body is my un-describable love for thee. I cannot see a thing anymore.

    I am blinded.

    Oh, thy brothers, thy sisters. Take my hands and pray around the table. Pray for success? No, pray for survival.

    Sincerely,
    Your Scar Hearted Girlfriend.