to be honest, I hate myself. I really do. everything is always my fault. I honestly do ****ing miss waking up and talking to you right away because thats what makes me happy. I honestly miss ****ing taking care of you and making sure you know youre beautiful and amazing and that i love you. Lately things are getting hard. You want me to be honest and I am. Things are really hard. Hell, even sleeping has gotten worse and thats the thing most people look forward to..