More than 4 years its been since I last looked at this page. I know you are still out there, pretending that you don't know what you did, acting like it was just a game and you got tired of it. Honestly I have been numb inside for so long I don't even know if I care anymore, the scorched earth that was left behind of my feelings was sown with salt and nothing grows anymore. No feelings, no trust, nothing, what I was once, alive and filled with hope for a future seems like the daydreams of a child now, the hope that what I could have was real. Do I hate you, I would be lying to say that if I ever saw you in person that I would not rattle your teeth in your skull with a slap so hard that it would leave my hand permanently etched on your face. But to hate you would be to acknowledge that you were ever real and cared in the first place. To put an end in this I leave it at this, I hope you live a long life, I hope you find all the joy in life that you desire, but I hope you never forget the destruction and pain you left in your wake with your amusement in lying to others, that you never forget that you took all the trust I had in me and ruined what I could have been for every other person that might have tried to get close to me. That is your burden to bear, and I hope it does not destroy you.

I quit.. it has become apparent them man I love who drew me all this art does not love me.. he has abandoned me and is ignoring me with no reason and will not even have the decency to tell me its over.. but I have no desire to be here anymore or see the art he drew for me any loner.. it hurts to much.. goodbye.