I can't do this.

I can't take it anymore.

There's so much going on, so much happening, and I just can't take it anymore.

There's nothing

(snitch)

that really makes sense anymore. There's nothing

(snitch)

to live for.

I don't know why I don't just run upstairs right now, lock the door, and jump out the window.

(because snitch is here snitch is sitting next to me he makes me so much happier than I've ever been before snitch I think I love him)

There's something eating away inside me, and the only time I ever feel good about myself is never.

(not true not true)

Why am I thinking like this? Why is it every time my thoughts turn to death, that turn is followed by another one to Snitch?

(because I love him I need him I can't deny that anymore)

I'm so lonely.

(no I'm not)

I'm so desperate.

(only for snitch)

I want to die.

(I want to love)

***AUTHOR'S NOTE***

This will all make sense eventually… trust me. I know what I'm doing. ^_^