ThinDreams
Oh my god, I'm actually in. Let me start off by saying I'm not the original ThinDreams. In her suicide notebook, (yes it was a whole notebook.) she gave me the password to this account. Out of sadness, I changed the name of this account so I could never get in. But I decided to relive through this account. I'll have a book out with a ton of experiences I had with her soon. To fully introduce myself, I'm Jasmine. Her best friend of many years. Her name was actually Daisy.
ThinDreams
To continue, I had first gotten on this account around February 26, two days after she slit her throat. Next to her body was a box, with a little lock on it which had a sticky note reading,"To Jasmine, the code is the day we first met." And in the box was a small notebook, filled with many letters to people, including her readers. It's not like I didn't cry. I cried for weeks on end and slowly got better and I'm able to talk about her. Which I'm sure she would approve of since she wouldn't want to be forgotten.