Note.

It’s been a year speaking to Ginny.

It was one year back last year that Ginny said she wants to marry me.

Which gave me the strength to fight and is the reason I’m alive today.

I miss her so much.

I start to cry randomly throughout the day thinking about seeing her again.

If you ask me what day it is, I wouldn’t know.

I’ve been living the same day over and over again.

I’m not bored.

Just really fucked.

Sometimes I lose touch with reality and forget that I’m waiting and forget that people know me.

Also, forget to speak.