Tuesday 13th November 2012

Dearest Blaine,

I haven't received any news today, good or bad. Today has been long and drawn out, as most days are. I don't know what to do with myself. I feel like I'm drifting further and further into empty space. Rachel is also looking vague today too, I don't know whether that's with the lack of contact with Finn or that I'm starting to have a bad effect on her. I hope it isn't the latter.

I think my dad is worrying about me more now than he has ever done. It might be due to what happened over the weekend but...I don't know. Everyone just seems so brought down. I'm beginning to think that it's my fault. Who am I kidding? Beginning? Ha! It is my fault! I've just been rambling about these damn latter for the past few days.

I don't know how much longer I can last...

I don't know what I meant by that.

I'm sorry Blaine, but I have no idea what to write you at the moment. You already know about my excitement for Christmas, and that seems like the only thing I have to lookforward to. I need to cut this short, I just want to sleep. I want to dream about you. I'll write you tomorrow. Hopefully better than today.

I love you.

Forever and Always,

Kurt xxx