Maybe I should ask. I want to. But what if you’re with her? I might end up being here alone all night though…

Or don’t reply…

I want to know if you’re still pissed. Fuck. I really shouldn’t have told you about that… I hope you didn’t talk to her.

Your scent is the most heavenly smell in the entire world. It actually calms me down. I want it around me all the time. Every day.
Might be being stalked.

Like seriously. I feel sick. Thousands of people just saw all of my personal information because of some creep on Reddit. I got loads of messages and everything. I have never been so terrified. Alex finally came to see me and I wanted to go home because I felt so sick. I feel like Someone is up there just fucking with me. Seeing how awful they can make my life. I feel so low. Reduced to nothing.

I hate going out and having a great time. Then I come home and want to scream. I remember how I’m stuck. Stuck without feeling and that happiness was only a tease.
I have never missed someone so much in my entire existence…