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dear ross,
sorry... for the last letter. i wasn't in my right mind and i just... sorry
forty days have passed. i sometimes wonder what would a knife feel on my skin. does it feel good? will the pain replace the burden in my heart? ah fuck, i sound like a desperate attention-seeker or some shit like that. since when did i need help? i'm totally fine.
your brothers got into a fight. something about making you feel terrible and stuff, but i didn't pay attention. all i know is that they ended up with bruises and cuts over their bodies.
my throat is begging for more alcohol, but raini is keeping an eye on me all the time. i don't know why, but i feel very numb. I can't tell if i'm happy or sad. do i even miss you anymore?
