a girl who lives about 270 km away from me, only knows me internetwise, and never met me in person, sends me a handwritten postcard to congratulate me with my 50 days no cutting. she drew a brithdaycake and hearts on it. she told me how proud she was, and baked a brownie for me. (she had to eat it herself, but it’s the thought that counts right?)
today my once so called ‘best friends’ called me emo, wannabe & send me messages deliberately aiming for the things they know would hurt me the most. out of the fucking blue.
how does this make sense?
love you mahalia. thanks for the awesome card.
love you renée, carlijn, tessa, babette. ♥
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