I’m running out of time.
And quite frankly, that’s a horrible way to start what it is I have to say to you. But I made myself a promise, one I don’t intend to break. Maybe that’s why getting to this point took a lot of convincing. From myself.
From Kill…
Anyway, that promise was that I wouldn’t edit, change, or cancel out anything I write down on this page. It may just end up on the long list of all the stupid choices I’ve made all my life. But I guess we’ll find out, because here goes nothing.
I miss you.
It’s too easy to say, maybe just as much of a breeze to hear, but I’m not you, so I refuse to make that assumption. But it’s the most heart wrenching thing I’ve ever had to experience. Believe me when I say it’s no exaggeration.
The timing might suck. Hell, I know it does. But
