i still wear your shirts. i keep a dossier on you now and have been counting down the days to your birthday. i think about you constantly everyday. i started doing ketamine again and injected myself with it for the very first time recently. i stuck it in my right cephalic vein and my vastus lateralis on my right leg. i havent told anybody because shooting up is one of the last things i ever thought id do but found myself wishing i could tell you. i still have this desire for you to be the one to know all my secrets even though we’ll never speak again. i still can’t think about anyone touching me but you