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I realize something now. When we're not at band practice, I'm always your #1 priority. But when we get to band practice, I get bumped down a few spaces. And since band practice is every day, I'm almost never your #1 priority and you're always mine. You care more about band than you do about me. It's making me depressed. I can't even function as a normal human being. You've shown no signs that you're going to change either. I'm finished hiding this from you. When I'm feeling neglected I'm going to tell you and then you're gonna have no excuse.

Tell me this, Dustin. Do you just not like to be around me during band? Do you feel like you have to do everything? Am I not a good girlfriend? Why is it you complain about all this stuff you have to do and then go and get yourself into more crap? Do you not realize that you are my entire life and the reason I didn't slit my own throat? If you're not careful you may become the reason I do.

I know you really love band, but you have other commitments too. Now I've placed a very delicate thing in your hands, do you know this? I've given you my heart. It's broken and patched up in places, but it's all I can offer. And you gotta be careful because you're slowly crushing what remains of it...

I'll probably cry myself to sleep tonight. I always do that after days like this. But don't worry, it'll probably be tomorrow before you read this anyways. Goodnight... My Love