Dear Fay,
You're probably asleep. But I try to make more internet friends. I really do but you're always my number one. I thought I made a pretty good one. Even though he made me want to commit suicide once. That should've probably tipped me off but you know about the rucas thing so let's not go into that. Never again. But now he kinda made it official. I don't know it just hurts. He said he'd lost a picture of me because you know how i feel about my appearance. Insecure. Ugly. A stupid bitch. These words circle around in my head on a daily basis. And I honestly don't know what to do. I understand who you feel. And honestly, it hurts and cuts deep. What people think of me even those that don't matter hurts the most but that doesn't make sense. I don't wanna be needy and ask people to make me feel better or pretty on a daily basis. Help me?
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...
