Ce, I don’t know if you will read this. I am sorry. I thought you were my friend. We only met a few months ago, here, and we helped each other so much. How can we let that get ruined over nothing? It seems a waste. And now I don’t have a friend, again. I wish I could find a real one. But it seems hard when you hate yourself, how can you expect anyone else not to hate you. Sorry I fucked it up. I am so sorry.
“Forgive grievances, never forget kindness”
I won’t ever forget you, my nymph.
Fare thee well.
Love always, Mark.