Sometimes we have thoughts that even we don’t understand. Thoughts that aren’t even true – that aren’t really how we feel – but they’re running through our heads anyway because they’re interesting to think about.
It’s hard to be disappointed when what you expected turns out to be true.
When you try rescuing someone and discover they can’t be reached, why would you ever throw that back in their face?
I hope you’re ready, because I’m about to tell you the story of my life. More specifically, why my life ended. And if you’re listening to these tapes, you’re one of the reasons why.
A flood of emotions rushes into me. Pain and anger. Sadness and pity. But most surprising of all, hope.
I sat. And I thought. And the more I thought, connecting the events in my life, the more my heart collapsed.
Maybe it didn’t seem like a big deal to you Zach. But now, I hope you understand. My world was collapsing. I needed those notes. I needed any hope those notes might have offered. And you? You took that hope away. You decided I didn’t deserve to have it.
That’s why you did it. You wanted your world to collapse around you. You wanted everything to get as dark as possible.
Fun drunks make a nice addition to any party. Not looking to fight. Not looking to score. Just looking to get drunk and laugh.
You can hear rumors. But you can’t know them.
Because when you’re posed, you know someone’s watching. You put on your very best smile. You let your sweetest personality shine.
I can’t. You can’t rewrite the past.
After all, how often do we get a second chance?
Normally when a person has a stellar image another person’s waiting in the wings to tear them apart. They’re waiting for that one fatal flaw to expose itself.
What you don’t understand, you can make mean anything.
A week went by and nothing. But eventually, as they always will, the rumors reached me. And everyone knows you can’t disprove a rumor.
I could picture life – school and everything else – continuing on without me. But I could not picture my funeral. Not at all. Mostly because I couldn’t imagine who would attend or what they would say.
When the right moment appears, the key is to not let it pass.
But sometimes there’s nothing left to do but move on.
Betrayal. It’s one of the worst feelings.