A letter from Apr 24, 2025

"They said 23 would be the best year that ever happened to me. Well guess what? I'm 23 and that's a lie." But yeah. Tonight is either the night of The Big Fight with R, or maybe tonight is just another bump in the road. But you can't forget what you did tonight. If it is the big fight, then let me tell you something from me here: this is my worst birthday. I wish I was dead. I wish I had done what I've always wanted to do. Any of the three things that I can't do. But that's not the point of this letter. I guess that you remember being here. But I bet it feels not as bad with distance. And that's the point. 1,2, and 3 are permanent choices. You can't take them back, not even when you want to. So **** you, be better, and don't you ever do that again, and don't you ever even consider crossing a line that you can't uncross