#41
Dear anonymous,
This is my last letter. Not because I don't want to write them anymore. But because after today I won't be around to write them. The girl I call my sun should know she lights up the world. But she just made mine darker.
From a body who was broken and is now ready to meet the gods and ask what I did wrong.
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•Letters from a broken body•
Historia CortaLetter #39 Dear anonymous, I still miss her. From a broken body