Well, how do you like your new found home? I hope you're enjoying it, because you're the reason I've cut my arms up, I cry my eyes out, and sleep too much. Why do you do this? I have a life, you know? I can't live if you're constantly torturing me.
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Letters To The Unknown
Non-FictionThis contains letters I myself have written to the demon that lives inside of me. Enjoy.
