And I need to know how to live my life as it's meant to be

Freddie, I love you. And I think you die. And I had a dream that you died last night. And it took it a long for me to convince myself that it was a dream in the morning. But I was so very sad.

I'm done. So completely done. Like honestly, just fuck it. I'm done with the drama, this fucking dance that has been going on for what much too long. So I will sit idly by and let shit hit me in the face if need be. I've said everything that I may have conceivably needed to say. And if that is not enough for you then I guess this is where the sidewalk ends for us. If you want to continue down this path, be my guest. Just know that it will no longer be with my participation.