* WARNING* This story may consist some things that may not be comfortable for all, { example; self harm, alcohol abuse, etc. } read at your own risk. ( that sounds creepy what ok )
August 31st
Dear You,
It's been three days, and I still cannot breathe.
I was so used to you taking my breath away but this is different. I was the broken girl, and you destroyed the only good thing I had left. I loved you. I fucking still love you even though you ruined me.
Emma came over this morning, she's alright. She says she's worried about me, but I knew she was lying. I miss you.
How do you have me hating you one minute, then sobbing the next? I guess you really were the only thing that I ever gave a shit about.
You took that away Michael. Why did I ever listen to you?
Forever right?
No.
You lied.
- Andy
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I feel like no one is even gonna read this, i cry.
I need a catchy outro.
~ Sam the loser
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