day in day out, his sms read the same words.

'u in sch alr?' in the morning. 'im turning in alr. goodnight. hugs.' in the night.

he's supposed to be the closest, ironically, the words shared between us are the least.

its just a matter of time before i decide to be alone. it doesn't make a difference anyway.

life's been mundanely upsetting.

lex's temperaments hurt me more than they should.

im crying more than i ever would.

tired.

i quit.

i really quit.