Dear Diary,
I messed up again.
I let her down again.
I was late to getting her somewhere and the consequences from her
parents were massive.
I've ruined her life just a little bit more than I already have.
We've always got through it, never really left each other, always sneaking around and
doing what we could whenever but this time I think we're really done for a while.
The crying doesn't end, I can't stop it and it hurts to try after the muscles in my body have battled the urge to sob. I want to destroy my body so badly but if I choose to live then I'll regret it for the scars it leaves on me.