I'm sorry for all the times I nearly sliced you in half, just because you wanted to surprise hug me. I'm sorry for leaving you at the restaurant.
However I can't date a girl who is afraid of losing her sanity. You see, I'm very, very insane. I hear voices all the time, telling me to use my silvery... glimmering... *handwriting becomes unreadable, because of loss of attention* SWORD, to randomly kill people. It's been a blast, but my bed is telling me to break up with you, and I always, always have to obey my bed, cus he says otherwise bad things will happen to me while I sleep. so... don't do anything dangerous, such as pillowfighting k?
I wish you a lot of lead and cotton candies
PS: sorry about your sandwich. He was bullying me.