“I don’t want have a really nice body to the world accept me, or my way to see the things, or what I do, what I need to do, or think about to. I really just wanna to you love me how I’m, I’m tired of this game. I’ll just stop to care and dream about you because I know that it’s not from my business and all this is because of you. You are not important to me anymore. My thinks are so ‘not high’, but I’m so ignorant with everyone and I can’t stop, I still want you love, but I don’t need it. I’m wanting hit you… And I want to kiss you, fuck you, love you. I’m confuse, like always, thinking of you.”