It's all really just a dream.

I was upset. I couldn’t understand and felt misunderstood. I had no desire. I regret everything I’ve done. I’m terrible and I just wanted you to know you deserve better.

Our life is sad.

It’s my life and I’ll do what I want. I’m aiming for the top and I hope to see you there with me. I’m not compromising for this world as it’s taken from us more than it deserves. I’m not giving up to reality so long as the dream is alive and strong.

I have a lot to do and a lot to undo. I have a lot to say and a lot that I can’t. Where the hell am I going? When I get to where I want to be will I still be me? Does it really matter who gets there? So long as you’re there to see me reach the top where we belong. I guess it doesn’t matter who I am when I get there. If you’re there, if I can make that happen, then that’s good enough for me.

Pooper booper! Who’s cutie?

Watch John, poony foops.

Cammies and chims.

I’m not enough. I’m sorry.