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Ongoing, First published Nov 27, 2016
Mature
kat is all kinds of a messed-up girl-she suffers from depression, adhd and an eating disorder and she's thinking about ending it all. she can't help her thoughts, and they're so loud in her head; she must find a way to let them out. talk to someone. anyone. what better way there is than to write to someone who there is no way in hell he'd ever write back?

and who's the perfect person for that?

the lead singer from kat's favourite punk band 'the so-so sauce', lucas blake, of course.



WARNING: this work contains a lot of talk about depression, anxiety, and anorexic behaviour.
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