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]
Check under the bed, in the closet, even behind the shower curtain. Is the bathroom light on? Turn it on. Make sure the doors and windows are closed and locked. We wouldn't want anyone [or anything] to disrupt your reading. Would we?
I started this when I was very broken, and very sad. There was someone I would call a stranger. These are my letters to him, after he left me. I have closed this chapter of my life finally, and I am finally happy
