it sounds dumb but i honestly feel that way. I just have too much baggage; Just too many skeleton’s. Im not a happy person. Its been said way more than once that im vicious. And im starting to agree with that. Its so hard for me to love…..well maybe not to love. in the middle of writing this i realized that this is stupid… what im really trying to say is, ill be much happier living with myself knowing that i chased away an angel before i let it get stuck in my hell. I don’t even remember what the issue was. All i know is that you’ll be happier with out me; I don’t even understand myself. And now i could find myself without hurting anyone. There’s no sense in damaging feathers that haven’t grown in yet. I want you to one day fly higher than you already do.