michael,
fuck that last letter. you won't be able to help someone as fuck up as me. I hate myself, I want to leave this earth. I hate the way I look, I hate the way I speak, I hate the way I deal with things. I hate myself so much.
I hate my life especially. what did I do to deserve this? when will this all end?
I won't make it until may. It'll be sooner than that.
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goodbye || malum
FanfictionI send the letters at once before the 1st of may so you don't get a chance to save me.
