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Thursday, June 12, 2014

that letter

i am only human
i wanna read the first one
i can not forgive you
i do not forget
i cant wait to read your next letter...

so unless you can be the mother i needed twelve days before my fourteenth birthday, when everything started changing, when i needed a strong mother figure the most, i dont have time to listen to your excuses. if youre dying, write another letter. maybe that can calm a crying girls heart.

but until my heart can handle the shit you cant explain, do your daughter a favor and leave me be. im better now without the stress. my chest can breathe.


---thirteen year old Emily (06/13/2014)

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