Dear Grace,
5th January 2016.
You're in my English II class. You sat in front of me. That makes me happy.
I decided to dress up kind of nice tomorrow and wear my 3 inches vintage looking heels because why not. I look cute (kind of like a slutty Nancy Drew).
I ate dinner, a lot of it unfortunately, and I wanted to purge it all so badly but my friends helped me through my dark episode and told me it wasn't worth it.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Grace
Non-FictionA series of short letters to a once close friend. If she finds this, I hope she knows it's all for her. (TW// suicide, self harm, eating disorder, mental illnesses)
