I just hope he’s happy now, Charlie. I’ve been having panic attacks since he left me. I saw his id yesterday and there’s a picture of the new girl in his life at the back pocket. I couldn’t breathe, Charlie. I left the classroom and cried so hard in the bathroom for 20 minutes. My hands were numb. My feet, too. I can’t move them. But I managed to walk outside the school. I bought a cheap blade. I can’t fucking look the vendor in the eye because my eyes were bloodshot red.
If only he knew how much it pains me seeing him with another girl. It pains me, Charlie. I don’t know if I’ll survive another year at the school. I wish I am dead. Soon. everyone will be more happy without me.
So much love