Dear Wyatt,
I'm moving. My dad can't take it anymore. He doesn't want to stay in a place with millions of memories him and my mom made. He wants to have a fresh start, without her. It's like he wants to forget about her. He's pretending she doesn't exist, that she never did. Haley was furious with my dad after he denied my moms existence. Me and Molly just sat on her bed, clinging onto each other for dear life; listening to my dad and Haley argue. She's moving out. She's going to finish college and rent an apartment in New York. As far away from my dad as possible. As for me, we're moving back to Canada. It's like a never ending cycle. Canada to LA, back to Canada. It's a vicious cycle I don't want to be apart of. I now sit in my room and count the days till I'm 18 and can live off on my own.
- Marisol Miller
hey I'm looking for some internet friends bc my real ones talk about me behind my back hahah, so just like hmu if you wanna be this losers friend - O🌻
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letters i never sent; wyatt oleff
Short Storya series of letters between two ex-best friends that were never sent.
