Dear, You.
My life is a mess.
I don't know how to describe it, other than saying that I'm stressed out.
More stressed out than usual.
I find myself skipping school and then dad gets mad, and tries bossing me around and everything.
Oh, did I also mention that my birthday is tomorrow? I'll be 18...
Yay.
From, Me.
YOU ARE READING
to him.
Fanfiction"I guess I was obsessed, or just looking for someone to listen to the words I couldn't form with my own mouth." Started 08/28/15 - Completed 03/11/17
