Millennia // Straubee {✔}

letter seven

letter seven

fifth of june, two thousand and fourteen

mitchell,

the night i sent that letter, was my first suicide attempt.

i can't escape the ocean, mitchell. it's such a deep water source, such a horrible place to be. i'm drowning, deeper and deeper. i can't reach the surface for all that i am. i can't be happy.

so please set me free, to the stars... i've been gone from this world for what seems like millenia, looking for nothing short of a miracle, i only ever wanted to come home, please won't you let me go...

even seeing your name can't make me happy anymore.

i really want to be with you, but that'd make me feel even worse...

mitchell, i have scars now.

burn scars, cut scars.

i've self harmed.

i really just want to escape. the world is an evil, sick, and ugly place. it seems the only beauty i've ever encountered in my experience on this planet was you. you were the true light in my life; but when you moved away...

my cuts are going up my arm, my burns all over my thighs.

and i apologize for any blood on the paper.

- bee