To:Emily (August 6)
It's your birthday baby and I'm at your grave its really pretty it's a smooth light grey stone I come here every time I feel down and talk to you. You're now 20 and I brought your fav roses made just for you, baby blue and white.
YOU ARE READING
suicide messages ⇒ nash grier
FanfictionTo: Unknown This used to be my best friends number, but she committed suicide a few weeks ago and I've just decided to text it and I really don't know why.
