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I don't deserve you guys. I don't deserve any of you. Please don't cry for me, I've cried too many times over myself. Just promise that you won't forget me, okay? I hope that none of you guys make the same decision I did. You're all gonna end up living beautiful and happy lives, I just don't want to hold you guys back from that anymore. So please remember, you all meant so much to me, I just don't wanna hurt you guys anymore.
A.A.: You were the best friend that I could have asked for. When it was just me and you I felt like what I was feeling was wrong and that I didn't deserve to be feeling this way, you made me think that I was able to get help. You gave me hope. You made me feel like I could last another day, like as long as I survived you would too. But then I would go home and the cycle would start over. I'd feel like shit and didn't know why. I'd cry and feel like shit and cut myself and throw up and then I'd look in the mirror and realize just how ugly I was. Just how much did I deserve such a good friend? Just how much did I really deserve you? I didn't. I never deserved you. You were the only one of our friends that made me think that maybe everything would be fine.
S.A.: Please. Don't do what I did. Don't try again. Don't put the other through what I'm putting them through. The only one that wants to get rid of you is yourself. Please, I know I'm gone now, but trust me on this one. Your gonna be fine. And don't be fine because I want you to be fine, do it because you want to. Get the help that you need. You have an amazing future ahead of you. You're gonna get that guy, whether he likes it or not. Annabelle's a bitch for doing that to you, but don't prove her right by leaving everyone else.
I.L.: We had really close problems, remember? We sat on your bed and just talked for hours that night. You
Mr. J: You're the only one that noticed. The only one that pointed out any part of what I felt. Remember those couple of times you caught me drawing flowers on my fingers? That was to try and stop cutting. It felt like I did it almost every day. I just wanted to try something to make me stop and that was the only thing that worked. Thank you for not telling me to stop. Thank you for allowing me to do it. Whenever my dad would see it he would tell me to stop, that I would get ink poisoning. Well it seems that I've pulled a Romeo on you guys doesn't it. I just want to let you know that out of everyone, all of my friends, my parents, the rest of my teachers, you were the only one that saw something. The only one to point it out and make a joke from something so horrible, that still seemed to make me laugh. Thank you.