So if you got this, I'm dead and either I did something stupid like mixing pills again...Or somebody killed me, there's another letter I wrote if I got sick and if it had been long and drawn out then I hope I would have found the balls to tell you how I felt before the end. I started writing these after I got in that motorbike accident a few years ago, remember the one? When I woke up with you sitting next to my bed? Good thing my father never caught you there.