Me? I had no dreams. No longings. Dreams only set you up for disappointment. Plus, you had to have a life to have dreams of a better life.

I won't be alive so I won't care who finds me.

I wish I was invisible to him, to everyone.

Because no one can be trusted.

I may be fat and ugly, but I'm not stupid. If anyone had ever gotten past my looks, they might've noticed I have a brain.

I'd decided to write him and tell him to leave me alone. Please, in a nice way, go away, I really can't deal with you.

What I know is you can't go back. You can't press delete and re-key your life.