For the mere purpose of animosity, i will not tell you my age or gender or who i am.
Let's get on to who i am, or well what i am willing to tell you.
I am 15. I go to a school full of idiots, bullies, and fakes. i play an instrument, and i am just like you, a hopeless. You don't really know me, but do i know you. I see you every day. Whether it be in school, at your house, or in your thoughts. I am really everywhere. That is besides the point however.
I've become attached to you in the past few months.I know a lot about you. I know that you are really in the same situation as me, i know you have a loving family though. Those marks on your arms are new though. why? what happened to make you feel this way? Anyways, you're a hopeless just like me, i respect that.
Soon, you will know who i am however, but as of now, i won't be that obvious. Now it's the time i must leave you for the night, i hope you have a wonderful night and baby don't cut anymore.
~Anonymous
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Letters From A Hopeless
Romansatake a journey through the thoughts and the life of an hopeless person , always searching for love and attention. listen to this persons hopes, dreams, wishes, and wants. Most importantly, don't get lost and follow it.
