Dear Fay,
I can't do this. I can't lie to myself or you anymore. I love you. No matter how much you hurt me by trying to push me away I will always love you. you'll always be my wifey and no one can change that. because I fucking love you, Fay. You held off the depression for almost an entire year and I'm thankful because I don't know what I would've done. And I'm sorry for everything that I've done. The could've hurt you. But don't you see. I'm slowly dying. Piece by piece I'm silently falling apart. I don't blame you for anything. In fact, this is me thanking you. For what? For picking me off of my feet. I know you don't hate me. Well I tried to hate you but I suck at that. I failed. And you know what, I'm glad I failed because I fucking love you. And I will fucking wait for you because I love you. I will try to fucking meet you this year. And although, my life is changing so fast, you're my rock. You, Helly, and Cricket hold my together and I'm forever grateful. Because lets me honest, you guys cause me to stop and think. Your love for me circles in my head. And though I may become more suicidal. I know that you'll always be there. Even if I cut, you'll get me through this. I can't thank you enough.
Love,
Rose
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Dear Fay
RandomWhen your internet best friend decides you've come too close what do you do after you part ways? One way would be talk about it. Another would be to become depressed or even suicidal. Rose's way is to write. And she writes, pretending to talk to Fay...
