dear peanut butter,

i don't know how i'm feeling anymore. i can't cry. even though i want to i can't. i went to sleep in the middle of the bed last night and ended up on the left side. thanks for hanging up on me by the way. your going to have to deal with me being moody because i don't know why you left me. i don't know where anything is. i feel so lost. i don't know what to do with myself. i don't want to go to school. i don't want to go to work. there's no motivation for me here. you shouldn't have left. i'm going to end up hurting myself i can feel it.

come home now. i need you here.

love,
chocolate cup.