To myself. Oh, your poor little slut. Who do you think you are, thinking you're strong enough to carry that cross alone ? Let me help you a little bit. You're the biggest bitch I have ever known - you always point the finger on what's going wrong. There's always something that's not okay, something that you should mend, something that's not straight. Of course, that's called life, you idiot. You're not supposed to know it as you've never fully lived. It's high time for you to hold on tightly, because it's only the beginning ! You're two girls - Sarah, the good old one, and Morgane, the Witch. I am here to remind you that you should draw a line on your devastating past. Unless it would haunt you for the rest of your days. Don't you think you've got enough issue for a soly person ? Do you need to still think of what had happened ? Man, you're bound to die then. If you don't want, rush in. So what ? You are a fool, to behave this way, running after a stupid boy, running after something you'll never hold inside your hands. If it ever happens ... then, yay for you. Take care of your friends instead of forgetting them. Take care of your mom instead of leaving her behind. They might never know, oh, hey, right. But no one can fully know and understand about another person. Don't expect too much of human beings, they've got limited capacities. So do you, little bastard ! No, I won't ever treat you right. Because if no one kicks your ass, who will. They all worship you. You've been through so much - good on you, but the end is still way further. If you end up this road without too much damage, maybe I'll be thankful or something. But you still have to prove me that you can walk on. Love is not an easy thing, it's the only baggage you can bring, it's all that you can't leave behind. Sincerely yours ... erm, you.