dear dan,
tomorrow is the 2nd year anniversary of your death. i shouldn't even call it an anniversary because nobody is celebrating. my heart aches every time you cross my mind. i can't do it anymore, i have nobody. the struggle to even stay alive at this point has been tough. my will to live has simply disappeared. i love you, and maybe, just maybe i can be with you once again.
love, phil
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Y'ALL DW I'M MAKING A NEW STORY AND ONCE THIS ONE ENDS THE NEXT ONE WILL BE EXCITING
