31: colors - halsey

dear rachel,

i left a twelve pack of monster in the cupboard beside the fridge because I thought you might need one or two or ten when you've finished reading this letter.

i'm very sorry for everything. very sorry. see, it sounds formal, so it must be true. i'm doing what's best for you and dad. and in like, a year, i can come back and live with you again. you'll probably like it without me, i won't be under your feet so much.

i know i'm not the kind of sister you probably wanted mum to shoot out all those years ago and it's also probably really annoying that you ended up being the psychopath's favourite daughter but there's nothing i can do about that. at least you're smart. well, compared to me.

i would reflect on the glorious days we spent together, youthful and free, cheeks ruddy as we got up at the crack of dawn to milk the cows, but the first years of our lives were spend in a seventh floor flat in the suburbs, so i would be lying. but we've had a laugh, crying over the fact we're related to mum, reveling in the fact we're not related to the reincarnation of the devil himself - sorry, i mean our beloved stepbrother.

i'm not sure where this is going and i'm sincerely proud of you if you've made it this far into the letter, well done, have a can of monster right now to celebrate. i'm going to end it all (the letter!), keeping it short and sweet, by saying i love you.

cas.

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wow ok i am still alive yes sorry hi

school suxx all i got to say there movin on

i might write some teen fiction on here i think bUt what do you think???