Please stop fucking around.
Because I should have known this would happen.
And this just makes me sick.
I've tried my best to stop it.
Ryan
I love you.
Stop makng me hate you.
Moving as soon as the school years over.
Mum and dad are letting me finish the year, Than we're packin up and movin during the summer to Colburg.
Or what ever.
It's near Kingston.
Hour and a half away.
Not sure to be happy or to puke.
My gift to you;
my heart was yours
In 10 weeks your shaped it
In one night you murdered it.
