*I almost didn't send this one, but a promise is a promise.*

Dear Zayn,

I can't take this stress anymore. I made it through one semester of school and I'm basically tapped out of money. I'm working two jobs, and I have no life. I can't hang out with my friends or go anywhere except work work work.

These jobs suck too. The shoe department of a discount store, and a coffee shop. Yeah I did get that job to pay for a cup of coffee, except I still can't afford to because I have to save every penny for school. I smell like coffee grounds and dream of being buried alive by a tower of shoe boxes. I basically hate people so having to deal with them constantly sucks the life right out of me.

And there you are taking pretty girls off to surprise romantic dates. No I'm not jealous. I just want someone to take me away from all of this. I want the next part of my life to start, the better one. The one where I don't look like death everyday. The one where someone spends their time appreciating me.

Someday...

I'm glad you've found some happiness. Maybe it will start rubbing off on the rest of us, right? Hey, a girl can dream.

Sincerely,

Sara

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A few more secrets...and a few more to go.

😘 Thanks for reading!!