Letter #16
Dear Kai….
Yes, I said your name. I finally had the courage to write it out and address you.
And I feel like I just might puke.
No, wait. The point of this letter is to wish you well. It might not be the last letter but its an almost farewell.
Because you’re going to need some luck in the world. It’s hard for people like us. I only recently learnt that it isn’t normal to have sucidial thoughts. That it isn’t normal to want to hurt yourself. But it feels pretty normal to me? Maybe that’s just a sign, a sign of just how broke we are. For wanting to hurt ourselves when we literally have no say in it anyway.
On a lighter note, I really am happy that you’re alive. And any girl worth a damn will be lucky to have you. I guess I wasn’t worth a damn was I?
Considering my cur
