"I’ve become what I hate the most. I’m clingy, annoying, obsessive, anxious, loud, hateful, and unloveable. Sadness has consumed and is controlling me very being. There’s no escaping pain, there’s no escaping who you are. When you’re left alone with yourself you begin a never ending war. This war is killing me quicker than oblivion ever could. I always thought if I could find that one person, that one other person that could fill the empty void in my mind and heart, I could finally be happy. But, as usual i’m rejected and left to battle my own self-war alone. I wonder if he knows I would give my life for him? I wonder if he knows my love for him burns on, and that it kills me to know he’ll never feel the same. I don’t blame him. It’s hard to love someone like me. I don’t even love myself so why the hell should i expect someone else to? I really adore you. So much that I can’t leave you alone. Why is everything so unfair? Why is this world so god damned unfair? Happiness only to those who’re lucky, I, on the other hand, am not lucky. Sadness will follow me around like a ghost seeking revenge. Maybe sadness is the Grim Reaper? Maybe it’s time for me to go. I don’t know."