september 19
3.41 am
dear plusle,
im so paranoid right now. i keep walking past the front to check if it's locked. i can't even go to sleep. it's absurd and i know it. but i'm so scared that someone might break in or something might happen.
i just want to call you so you can reassure me that everything is okay and that everything'll be fine. but i can't. i can't even leave you a voicemail. and i...
i'm struggling. and i miss you. i want to hear your voice and talk to you. fuck.
i love you so much,
finn
YOU ARE READING
Letters to a Boy
Non-Fictionthese are open letters to a boy who means a lot to me but i can't contact him right now ↬ lowercase intended ↬ content of letters will vary, some may be triggering ↬ please keep in mind that this is not fictional; i will be using nicknames tho...
