A Lot Of You Cared, Just Not

I Want To Look Back. To Look Over My Shoulder And See The Stop Sign With Huge Reflective Letters, Pleading With Hannah. Stop!

I Was Too Weak To Walk. At Least, I Thought I Was Too Weak. But In Truth, I Was Too Weak To Try.

Because What If I Got To Know You And You Turned Out To Be Just Like They Said? What If You Weren’t The Person I Hoped You Were? That, More Than Anything, Would Have Hurt The Most.

I Repeat His Words In My Head. What's Going On? What's Going On? Oh, Well, Since You Asked, I Got A Bunch Of Tapes In The Mail Today From A Girl Who Killed Herself. Apparently, I Had Something To Do With It. I'm Not Sure What That Is, So I Was Wondering If I Could Borrow Your Walkman To Find Out. 'not Much,' I Say.

Here's A Tip. If You Touch A Girl, Even As Joke, And She Pushes You Off, Leave... Her... Alone. Don't Touch Her. Anywhere! Just Stop. Your Touch Does Nothing But Sicken Her.