August 17th ;
Park Jimin, why do I like your ugly notes so much?
Why do I like things that hurt me? It makes me depressed at times but I still like receiving your mean hostile notes.
But these past weeks I've skipped school because your notes were too dark. Now I don't like your notes, your mean hostile notes.
I feel consumed in your words that you tell me through a piece of paper. I feel terrible. I often think the world would be better without me here. So now I'm currently drowning, drowning in your negative words that describe me. And now you're happy aren't you?
a/n: sorry I really want this to be a angsty story.
