A letter from Jun 14, 2026

Hi baby. If you're still here, I hope at least you're happy. We are not doing good. I can't remember most things that happen, I cant get out of bed, I stopped talking about the future. We are here, surviving. We now live with Dad and Savannah as of June 14, 2026 9:59 pm. Did we ever get a place? Did we get a car? Are we happy? I've been fighting to get a grip of life, I am on a skinny cord. We're currently with Aaron. Hes a sweet guy, I love him. But I feel bad for him, cause wanting to die now involves his feelings. I really think hes a good one. Mi gordi 💕 Im tired, that's all I have to say. Im tired. I don't think I deserve anything, i try and try. Ive prayed, I've tried every religion, spells, cards, this and that. Ive cried looking up at the sky hoping there's something up there waiting for my happy ending. When is it my time? I dont care if its to he happy ot to die, i just want it to be my time. This is us nowadays