Why, what happened I used to be sweet I used to really mean what I said. Now I do wretched things that people tell me I should never do, I think things that no one especially some one like me should think. Every thing is full of revenge, spite, hatred, and agony but some how there is pleasure in it a different pleasure than before.

But now the only thing that will bring me pleasure is my innocence. Before there were no mistakes, everything was sweet, simple even the smallest of gifts would bring great joy. Before was different and some how even with everything that I have done now people still see me as they did before.