Alex. 19. This is a blog. Good luck.

 

Dear Pipes,

                You probably are not opening these, or if you are, I’m sure you don’t really want to hear what I have to say. I doubt if the tables were turned that I would be reading this, but on the off chance that you are still reading, I want to try and explain myself, which is difficult in a letter and would be so much easier face to face. I know that the situation in Chicago seems fucked, but I promise I was protecting you.
               There was a lot going on that I wasn’t able to talk to you about and if I had even a moment alone with you before the trial, I swear I would have been completely open and honest.
                The last thing I wanted after everything we have been through is for you to feel lied to, or deceived in any way. Piper, I promise, I am not that person…