brendon,
my shoulder feels better.
i took six so far,
dare me to take more?
it keeps telling me youre
not coming back.
i starting harming myself
again.
my hoodie is stuck to
my arm,
and lower stomach.
thats okay.
i deserve it.
i dont deserve you.
he does.
i love you.
come back.
YOU ARE READING
dear brendon
Fanfictiondisclaimer i wrote this in 2016 and yes i'm still alive what's good w all of u i'm back for a hot minute thought i'd leave y'all w this mess
