honestly, I can’t remember why I put this up there in the first place,but I have a gut feeling…I once heard something through the grapevine about someone who used to be very close to me, and still is in my heart, suffering from depression. I think I wrote this, because I was thinking about how I needed to save him from himself, and the destructive people around him. He knows who he is. Since I have no contact with him, all I can tell him is that if you ever read this, come talk to me. Try to put things right before you do something stupid, or something you’ll regret again.
