Dear Harry,
I'm currently holding the bottle of pills in my hand, it's shaking so much.
I want to be scared, but I'm not. Once I'm dead I won't have to hurt this way anymore, I'll be free. I'll be happy.
Love, Florence.
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Dear Harry
FanfictionIn which a lonely girl writes letters to the boy she loves, the boy who doesn't even know she exist; to Harry Styles.
