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July 5, 2014

Dear Zayn,

I cut for the first time today. I couldn't take the pain anymore, so I broke open a shaver, and cut open my wrist. The pain was remarkable. It took the pain of missing you away, but only for a minute. I needed to forget, so I cut again, and again. It takes the pain away...it makes me feel woozy and tired. So I sleep, where I enter painful but happy memories. Remember our first date? You took me to the beach to have a picnic. I mentioned when we first met that I've always wanted to do that but I never expected for you to remember. I still have the promise ring you gave me. I have yours and mine on a chain around my neck. I never take it off...are you watching over me right now?

Ni xx

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