dear wren,
my parents almost found these letters. i'm glad they didn't.
they would've told me how foolish i am for writing such silly letters and not even sending them.
in other news, we get results back from the hospital tomorrow.
am i nervous?
no, death is inevitable regardless.
-grace.
YOU ARE READING
leather jackets.
Teen Fiction| you were standing all alone in that leather jacket of yours that smells like cigarettes and moth balls. you still wear it, even though it's tattered and old. i think it looks lovely on you. |
