Letter 7

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Dear Quentin,

I struggle. I. want. to. DIE.

I don't want to die simply to die, I just don't want to live. Do you get it?

I want to get over with it.

I don't see the point in living a life that no one will ever see.

I try so hard to be accepted and all I need is for a guy.... not a girl, just A guy to give me a legitimate hug. Just A guy to tell me I'm cute. To tell me that I'm beautiful.

But, being the realist that I am. I know I am neither of these things. So why would someone lie?

Sincerely,

Margo

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