would've never thought this to be real. i tried so hard for you. drew chalk outlines of myself. but i'm fine. thought i should be introduced to you, cause something in my head said we seemed to have fallen apart, shouldn't have, now i'm dead. can't see my, can't feel my arms and legs, numbness in my head. but i guess it seems to be, how i'm ending all of it. should've seen this coming, guess it was time. the past catches up with me. wash the chalk outlines away. the last time