Saturday, 1st August 1998

Dear World,

By the time you read this I will be gone. I cannot say where, I don't even know, I just have to get away, I cannot stand being around you a moment longer.

I know you can never change, but I will never accept you the way you are, and for the moment at least cannot. Many other people are able to overlook your flaws. Many more ignore you completely..

Fuck it. I'm off.

Yours in enmity, Caspar