I envy you and your freedom so much, but I feel sad that you've spiralled so much. We used to be so close and I fucked everything up, and I don't know why I keep trying to make things normal and unawkward again, because it'll never work. I just hope you don't overdose because you definitely have a bright future. You're so talented and creative and I'm so jealous of you. You're everything I've ever wanted to be. It might be why I've gotten so bitter and distant.