fragmented.

I'm the one that says not to worry, but I'm worrying anyway.
I doubt she'll stay away. I doubt she won't go back. I doubt that she'll escape.
I have little faith in people.

Go Kato for doing what she felt was right.
... But shame on me for not doing what I felt I should have, because now I'm sitting here, kicking myself for it.

I think I'll forget about it soon enough. It'll get pushed out of my head. I won't imagine the worst. I won't worry.

I'm being selfish, wanting to know that she's safe and secure. There's no way I could know that for sure in any case. Even if she left him today, she could end up with someone like him tomorrow. I'll probably never know.


You probably won't ever read this, Whitney, but I want you to know that you're valuable. You deserve to be with someone who won't hurt you.
There are people here that love you.