I'm such a mess.
My life is a mess anyway.
But so am I.
Because he shot me.
Because I'm dying.
And I don't know how to stop.
I don't know how to let go.
I don't even know how to love.
My life is meaningless.
I'm a Spanish teacher.
Who teaches Glee Club.
Who lost both of the people I loves.
In fact I lost three people I love.
Maybe, just maybe even four.
Terri.
You started it all.
You were my first love.
You could've been my last.
But you ruined it.
But I still love you.
Because you thought of me.
You put my happiness in front of your own.
And I will always love you for that.
Emma.
I loved your crazy.
I love your need to be clean.
I love your ginger hair.
I love your weird outfits.
I love your eyes.
I love your weird way of talking.
I love you.
Why wasn't that enough?
Rachel.
I don't love you like I loved the rest of them.
But I loved you nonetheless.
But you, like the others broke my heart.
Because I thought you were going to own the world.
You were going places.
But now you're going to hell.
Because you killed yourself.
Because you hung yourself.
With the tie.
Do you remember?
That stupid tie you gave me.
The ones with stars all over it.
Why did you hang yourself?
Why did you have to hang yourself with that?
Because I gave Kurt the solo?
But you gave up on defying gravity too.
You stopped flying.
And you started hanging.
I guess you Can't Defy Gravity Forever.
And then you.
Sue.
Sue Sylvester.
Thanks for letting us shine.
Letting me shine.
I loved you like a sister.
Even if you hated me.
But I don't think you did.
I think you loved me.
Just a little, little bit.
I think you loved me to.
But now I'm dying.
So I lost you.
Just like I lost everyone else I love.
So.
Even if you did hate me, Sue.
That's okay.
Because of the fact I lost everyone.
I've come to hate myself.