dear me,

feel free to stop being a complete fuck-up at any time. honestly it's long since gotten beyond being frustrating and discouraging, and has since progressed to sheer panic in regards to our future.

this will not fucking fly. the real world is going to smash you into tiny bits with its pinkie finger and you'll have no one to blame but (me) yourself.

the future of our relationship is looking quite grim, and that will only make things more difficult. it's not easy to function when you don't like yourself, and despite a few bumps in the road, we've gotten along pretty well so far, so it would really suck to start hating you now.

so snap out of whatever it is you're in, even if it's just being you, because this blows, and we're totally fucked already, not to mention if you keep this up.

knock it off.

no love,

me