without the thought of hope, a troubled teen attempts to justify her death in heartfelt letters but does not get far, soon discovering that the divine revelations of living are so much better than the tragic outcomes that relate to suicide.
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all the photography does not belong me but to their rightfully talented owners. (credit given to those i know of)
warning 1: most parts may be a trigger so please read with caution! (contains implications of suicide, neglect etc. but is not labelled mature because it does not need to be.)
warning 2: i wrote this when i was thirteen so it is not up to professional standards, however, i still believe that it sends out a very important message to everyone. please be advised of this before being critical, thank you.