Dear Fay,
Relapsing isn't fun. It's like a choking feeling, suffocating me, stopping me from the ability to breathe. I don't know how to stop it. You've talked sense into me though. You and Elle both. The truth is in scared that we won't find houses next to one another. That our dreams won't come true. I always have these what if questions that I shouldn't worry about because I know that we were brought together for a reason. We are best friends and nothing could tear us apart. But I always have a nagging feeling. Fear. Fear that you won't make it to my graduation. Fear we won't go to college together. Fear that we'll drift apart. Fear that we won't be neighbors. Like the fear when we met that I would never see you again. I love you so much that it terrifies me, my parabatai for you mean the world to me. And I would be so lost in this world without you.
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...
