Dear, Tom Riddle.
Got damnit Tom! I cried so much for three hours straight and my eyes hurt. I screamed for three hours straight and now my throat hurts. I punched at things for three hours straight and I had to fix my knuckles every twenty minutes. I screamed for you to come back, I really did in hopes for you to come back like it was all a miracle. You made seven horcrux's and how come you didn't come back yet? That's what I'm trying to think at and my head hurts so much from thinking and crying over and over again. Just come back.
From, the girl who broke her knuckles for you.
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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...
