And I'm reaching out to you because I've reached my breaking point, again. See, the first time I went to Columbus, I needed ultimate escape. I couldn't handle things here anymore and the six hours I was away, it wasn't raining so hard on my head. I was able to see clearly and I lasted awhile, hopping in and out of escape when I could. But now, I'm back to my breaking point and though the most recent cut on my arm has almost entirely healed, I'm at my breaking point. I'm going back to Columbus for escape but it's entirely different now.
And I expect you not to mishandle the situation. You seem sincere, strangely sincere. I'll put aside all assumptions and be entirely sincere too. Because I'm at my breaking point and I need to get away. I need my escape again and you offered. Be prepared, I mean it when I say I need it.
Please.
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