Dear Emily,
My mother took me to the mall today. I didn't feel like going, but I went anyway. I want her to think I'm okay. I should be okay by now. Why am I not okay?
- Delilah.
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Dear Emily
Teen Fiction"I've been staring at the wall for the past hour. And you're six feet under the ground. So I guess things didn't work out for either of us. - Delilah." soundtrack: http://8tracks.com/bonjouritsali/dear-emily-soundtrack // let her go; passenger // br...
