Wednesday, 15 September 2010

ring ring

Dear Jay,

Please go to a therapist. I

want to help you but
I can't when I
need to live my own life. And

you're right, I do worry and
care about your well being.

I think someone needed to, 'cause
your friends seem a little
"vulnerable" and "baggage-ridden" too
(mhm).

You're a lovely and funny and caring and good looking boy,
and if you can't see that then you're an idiot.

And if you use depression as a reason not to get on with your life
then you're an idiot.

And if you don't keep in touch
and come see me at Brummie
then you're an idiot.

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