Dear, Tom Riddle.
I stopped by your grave today. I swore and cried so much while sitting there, and I know how you said it's not pretty to cry. And that I shouldn't feel pain. But when it comes to you, that's all I feel. You caused me so much pain, so much where I'm almost breaking and that it should've been me to be gone and not you.
From, the girl who is almost broken.
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Dear, Tom Riddle.
FanfictionDear, Tom Riddle. I miss you so much it kills me almost. It literally kills me, although I can't die. I've been going over to your place, I don't know why. Maybe in hopes to see you. It's stupid I know. But I certainly miss you. I wish you could co...
