Dear Seth,

Shit, shit, shit. I'm still in love with you. I've been trying my damnedest to kill the feelings. I can't. Fuck and now here the tears come. Son of a bitch this is going to be a rough night for me. So fuck it all. You are truly the last person that I will love.

Well I hope that you're having a good night and are staying safe. I'm so thankful that Hurricane Sandy isn't headed towards you or I'd really be freaking out right now.

I'll try and write more later.

p.s. I love you