Dear
I'm the most sorry to, you, girl in the mirror.
Just looking at you, tears streaming down your face, blood dripping down your wrists, and a bottle of pill in hand, I can think of a million reasons why I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I let you suffer for so long.
You shouldn't have to have dealt with this, and I prolonged your suffering. I just had to mentally write those letters before I let you die.
I'm sorry I couldn't make you happy.
I hope I finally have.
-SoftxRacoon
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