I can't do this. i can't pretend i don't care. even if that's what i'm doing. i need help. all my memories are killing me. i don't know how long i'll hold it together anymore. they're hitting me a place i can't protect, and my tears are getting colder and colder. I don't want to be cold, but that's how i'm turning. howe can suhuting out the world make you stronger?
she didn't come. she didn't even call me back, like she said she would.
last night when i left i thought i was handeling it all. didn't take much more to tip me over again.
3 sorrows always come together, isn't that what they say?
does that mean that this was the last for now? or will they put even more to it?

i've got to get help. there's nothing more i can do. i'm not holding on anymore.

Billy, if you don't want anything more to do with me, i want you to just tell me.
Geir, i'll miss you
Grandpa, i don't know what to do.
me? i don't know what's left anymore.