Day Two: 

Morning: 3

My body is exhausted, so tired, but with full nights of sleep... I guess I'm not really sleeping, or my body just isnt feeling up to all this. This cant really just be the second day... it feels like such an eternity. That blue binder sits by my window, in the light mocking me... How much difference one day can make, how quickly I went from being happy, loved... cared for, and now just this empty loneliness. I spent so much time worrying that the people who cared for me didn't really want me that I ignored all the stupid things I was doing... gave them a reason to happen, now, I realize I had no idea what not being wanted actually felt like. I want to do the right thing. I want to do what god wants me to do, live my life through him... do what I SHOULD have been doing all along.
Please forgive me pePp3r... I should have taken care of you...

...I should have taken care of us...