Dear Seth,

I am going to do something for you. I hope you like it. I think you will. You better. LOL.

Today hasn't been a fucking peachy day for me at all. I'm pretty much a mess. God I just have no appetite. Only drinking coffee. Crying bouts. It's really fucked up. Can't even talk to my friends. And tonight there is a guy playing once again at Moxie Java ( folky music ). I had inquired about a song and if he ever sang it he said no but he'd be willing to learn it for me.

So he tells me he has a song that he's going to sing just because of me. And when I heard it I had tears running down my face, but stayed put just long enough to hear it because he put so much effort into it. The song? Can't Help Falling in Love - Elvis Pressley. And Mr. Hayward it's true, I can't help falling in love with you.

Man I've got to end this or I'm going to be even more fucked and screwed than I already am. And also get back to my "project".

p.s. I love you