You're a bitch sometimes, but you're kind, funny and loyal. You understand how it feels to be bullied and suicidal. I've known you for a little over two years and we've gotten to know each other really well.
It's just annoying when you pretend, I know I do it but I pretend to be happy, you make your whole life a lie. Pretend you're this bitch with no emotion and lie about being a model and god knows what else but really you're far from it.
We're so different, you have this crush on this guy and you can't stop talking about him thinking about being together but me, I know I'll never be happy that it just won't happen. Sometimes I wonder if you're lying to me. I know you were bullied, you're primary school friends have told me.
But what if the rest was lies and I know it's mean to assume because i have no idea but it's not the first time you've lied about something this big.
I know you like to live in a lie I just don't know if it's the one where you're happy or the one were you're sad.
I just remembered why I started this in the first place, it means I gave up. I don't know when but I have so I'm sorry for not being strong. I hope you get to read this, you were one of the things keeping me going.
From your suicidal friend
YOU ARE READING
Letters for you
De TodoIn here, lies, the words that will never be spoken, by me. Things I wish I could say. To those who have hurt me, and those who love me.
