I know what I write down to you now you will not believe; but everything that i write down is true. i don’t know what went through my mind or why i thought it was a good idea at all to take my mothers car but i am honestly sorry. i shouldnt have let her convince me and i should have listened to my gut. i know it will probably take until 2015 for you to trust me again, i wont be allowed to get my liscence until college, i will loose my phone, i will loose my computer, i will loose all of what i had before. i hope it won’t take me 16 years for me to regain back everything. i will never do anything like that ever again. the only reason i would ever want to go live with my dad, or someone else, or kill myself, would be so both of your lives would be worry-free, you would only have to worry about yourselfs and sammy. you wouldn’t need to waste valuable money on my education, you wouldn’t have to put food in my mouth or clothes on my back, you wouldn’t have to drive me anywhere, you wouldn’t have to give me anything. those are the reasons why i would go live with my dad. maybe i should see a counselor because i think of killing myself every single day. i know you don’t like to hear those things but it is the honest truth. i don’t want to do life anymore. sorry. if i could pay for everything i needed i would in a heartbeat. i’m sorry i’m such a wuss and i’m not a strong enough person to tell you what we did instead of having cori tell you. Tom, i’m sorry that i can be snappy at you, i’m sorry that i constantly ask you for money, i’m sorry i always bug you about the iphone i don’t deserve, i’m sorry for everything. Mom, i’m sorry for being a horrible daughter, i’m sorry for being a dissapointment to you constantly, i’m sorry for not being a better person, i’m sorry i screwed up my whole future by ruining things at convent, i’m sorry you had to go through that whole situation with me, i’m sorry we took your car, and i am very very truly sorry that i am your daughter. to the both of you i’m sorry i don’t get good grades, i’m sorry i choose the wrong people to be my friends, i’m sorry i’m never grateful for the things i recieve, i’m sorry i don’ try hard enough, i’m sorry i make horribly stupid decisions. in 2011, i want to make you both proud of me, i don’t want to disgrace our family, i want to get good grades, i want to keep my room clean, i want to be happier, i want to not be depressed all the time, i want to be a joy to be around, but the thing i want the most is to earn your guy’s trust and respect back. i know i don’t deserve to do crew but if you allow me to do it i belive it will be good for me. it would help me become organized. i love you both with all of my heart and i am truly sorry for everything i have ever done.i will change.

- kelsey.

Thanks. Thanks a lot. Im not surprised. Not anymore anyways. This has become a common occurrence  with you. You don’t care about anyone else really. Selfish. That’s what you are. You’re just less obvious about it than others. I’m not sure why I put up with all I do. I give and give. And try and try. With nothing ever really in return. Nothing important anyway. Tonight you crossed me again. If something can’t work out for the both of us you don’t care. You will make sure it at least works out for you. The reason you’re so happy all the time? Everything works out for you and the rest of us get shit. 

You have a problem. Of all people you were not the one I expected to be like this. Remember the good old days? What happened to that girl? Oh well. I will sit here and pretend to support you. Is that what a “good” friend should do? Well I don’t really know. I guess that’s up for interpretation. But it’s what I am going to do because no matter what has changed I still can’t imagine losing you.

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