Anxiety Attack
In which a girl can't go a day without an anxiety attack and a boy can't go a day without noticing
In which a girl can't go a day without an anxiety attack and a boy can't go a day without noticing
❝ i miss the way your name tastes like forbidden toxins on my lips. ❞ copyright - all rights reserved
To Dylan: i just miss you. - A series of texts in which she experiences depression in the most vicarious way possible, and love is just the tune playing lowly in the background. - [Trigger Warnings for: Depression, Thoughts of Suicide, Self-Harm] [Dylan is a boy, and Anabelle is a girl, to clear things up]
Peyton has no family. Her parents died in a car crash, her grandparents died a while ago and she's an only child. She's been to at least fifteen funerals in her lifetime, for family but now she only has one more funeral to go to. Her own.
❝ sometimes you need to leave the people you love most because they're better off without you. ❞ // sequel to "letters to you." copyright, all rights reserved. [lowercase intended.]