i tried to type to you but there was an "error" or something that wouldnt let me send it to you. what is wrong is that my mom read my diary. she knows about EVERYTHING we've done, she knows about my arm. there were new ones on my arm when she asked me to show it to her (before i knew she read my diary). she told my dad. i get to see a psychiatrist sometime soon. i told you in a note. you didnt seem to care. being caught and then dropped hurts a lot worse than if people would have just let me fall. (figuratively...) oh yeah, please reply tot he "what's wrong" email so that i know when you get it, if you get it... i forgot to put that yesterday and i only have a tiny bit of time on the computer now since i "tried to burn down the house" which i wasnt. yes... have a nice weekend...atleast compared to mine i guess. we can talk on email and thats it since this is the only thing not monitered, except for time... arjay Know how much I want to show you you're the only one.Like a bed of roses there's a dozen reasons in this gun. And as we're falling down, and in this pool of blood, and as we're touching hands...and as we're falling down,and in this pool of blood...and as we're falling down, I'll see your eyes. And in this pool of blood, I'll meet your eyes. I mean this.Forever.... and i have been doing too much thinking and i decided that i dont thing loved me (almost out of time... maybe i can get rollovers..) but i did to you.