Dear Phil,
I don't want to go on any more. I can't go on any more.
We just got back from VicCon where we spoke a lot which was nice. But we had to speak so nobody would suspect a thing. But you still walked in on me cutting again. Sorry about that.
But well I think I might do it tomorrow. I'll go to the top of a parking garage and I'll slip all of these under your door while you're still asleep. I'll go early in the morning.
But for tonight. I think I might be able to finally sleep.
Love,
Dan xx
VOUS LISEZ
Sleep . Phan .
FanfictionDan is tired. So, so tired. Mentions of suicide and self harm . all cover pictures are my own
