WHY AM I NOT FUCKING DEAD YET
If I die tonight know that I’m sorry I fucked everything up. It’s all I ever did in my life, I fucked up so much shit over the years, I’m just a fat fucking fuck up and I’m sorry. If I die tonight know that I love you more than anything on this world and out of this world. I fucking wish I was good for you, and to you, and not a fucking fat fucking bitch I’m so sorry. Know that I’m sorry and that I love you so much that I physically don’t know what to do with myself apart from kill myself to keep you from the pain that I will cause you. I’m sorry for fucking it all up, I really really am. I love you so much and I’m so sorry. You’re way too good for me, and I hope you find someone who is worthy of you, someone who doesn’t fuck things up for no good reason, and someone who treats you better, someone you can trust who you believe when they tell you they love you. Goodbye and I’m sorry. I love you. I’m sorry.
