Dear Maya,
I was just thinking about how throughout all the commotion, anxiety, fear and high-strung tensions of last night no one ever even once asked if you were over the age of twenty-one. Wondered why you were drinking any alcohol in the first place.
I guess laws are damned when the life of an eighteen year old girl is in danger.
But if they're not going to question it, neither am I. You're alive, that's all that matters to me.
Riley
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Dear Maya » rilaya
Fanfictiondear maya, you will never see this, not until the day i die, and maybe not even then. but these letters are from me to you, to show how i really feel when you're too wrapped up in your boyfriend to realize you're destroying me. you're the only gi...
