No, I do not want your help, even though you are sokind as to offer it. Fate woudl say I probably need, I don't care how nice you allmight act. You can't help me, no one can anymore. I once had delusions that by telling people how I feel, it would help me, but look where that got me. Yes, those would be tears that might stain the page, but I don't care. Crying helps me, that's what they all tell me. I care not for the thoughts of those who say they care. For those who say they love me, always fall through when I need them, no this is not a suicide note, though I wouldnt be suprised if it ended up as such. If you are reading this withour me beside you, you probably stole it, so you don't even care, but I do. (i DID write this as a letter onpaper first). Because this is how I feel, and I will not have it shared withthe rest of the world again. So i have still not forgiven them for that, but they will get what is due. I hope you can understand that I am trying not to cry as you read this letter, and then as you'll walk away, I'll go home and cry, as it seems that I always do. It hurts too much to stop it now. I feel like letting go. I just need a big bear hug right now, from someone who REALLY cares, but I don't honestly believe that anyone like that exists anymore. At lest not in my world. SO sweet dreams, make I'll wake up from this nightmare soon! - Ains