Before I started writing this mess of a book, I wanted to write a book to my best friend. I call her Rosie Posie on here, just because it sounded cringy (xd). Yea, I think she's a bitch sometimes. But she's probably the greatest friend I could ask for. She's someone I know can have my back and will always be there for me, and she matters so much to me. There are times I wonder where I would be without her, and I don't like the result I think of. It feels like it's only been a month, but knowing it's been seven years since I joined Girl Scout Troop 503, and she became my friend by default, helps me through some of my worst times. It's like knowing that through of all the bloodshed and chaos, there's someone in the world willing to take you in and take care of you until the very end of time itself.
I love you Rose - Delia
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Suicide Bracelets
Teen FictionI never did understand that girl. She wore sweaters and long sleeves, even in the summer. We never saw her go into a pool, or even think about leaving the house unless all of her skin was covered. She was interesting to me. I saw her in the halls...
