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now that tim is gone, my mother is worried about me.. like im gonna do something stupid.. right... well, there is no need to worry about me.. im fine.. just a bit depressed.. sad.. empty.. can't picture my future anymore.. just want to hide away, lock myself in my room.. didn't go out of the house today.. didn't eat.. but im fine.. i mean, my love is in a fucking hospital fighting for his muscles to work, adopting to the one-sided vision, and a part of his elbow is missing... but me, im totally fine.. i can still walk, and see.. my brain is not damaged and i did not break my skull because i did not fall out of the fucking window.. so im fine.. me.. but not tim..
not Tim.

so much for my happy ending...