Dear Rich,

Its true, our whole situation has made me discover exactly how damaged I am. It makes me realize how I run away from everything. I’m really sorry I’m a jerk and probably don’t deserve your friendship. I wanted to talk to you last night, but the setting was all weird, I didn’t know what to say, and I didn’t know what to do. But I couldn’t keep my eyes off you when you weren’t looking. It is so true that I’m looking for a connection, but it’s also true that I don’t really want one. I wish I could make sense of the madness in my own head. I wish I could come to terms with stuff. I wish it all I wish it all.

Baby I’m lost. Baby I’m lost.

Dear James,

Fuck you. Fuck you.

Dear Olivia,

I’m sorry I led you on.

Dear Chris,

I haven’t figured out what to say to you yet.

Dear Summer,

Thanks for our mutual understanding

Dear Tara,

Let’s fuck.