translated: I’m afraid that the lack of love from those years will haunt me forever

there’s a typo in “quei” (it should be quegli) but I was also fourteen and going through my second (and probably most serious) bout of depression, which really fucked up my mind. 

looking back, I find it so odd now that I really thought life was over for me at that time, and also how different my handwriting was. not that it’s better, it’s just different.