So as my emails got more intense, even my dearest therapist has too finally admit "this is to complex for email" she offered me an earlier session for tomorrow instead of my reg Friday. But I can't make that I replied that even she Is dumbstruck now

Yes, yes I am in some self fulfilling fantasy. I canst and alone on top of a mountain and cry as I jump "look, they all left me" as me and my self pity take our final breath

The End
Made in conjunction with "self pity films"
Starring. Yew never care & GOrden ****