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Peaceful right?

Hi Future Eve,
Logan is at the airport. I'm exhausted and mentally unwell in the bathroom of my workplace. The anxiety in me is now constant. Where to go, where to stay, these all haunt me. She suggested moving to St Louis.
It's cheaper, the weather is amazing for me, and she lives there. Three main reasons where I would like to move there. I'll tell my mom when she comes in September (when I plan this right...)
I'm staying at my dad's place while Princess Diana and Grandma go to Seattle for Mike's graduation. Hell. I'd love to see if you're still alive or if you offed yourself from anxiety and multiple emotional breakdowns.
Anyway, I'm falling asleep in the bathroom, lemme get out of here.
See you then,
A dead girlie.

Epilogue

about 2 months later

Girl...
We're alive and well.
You were in a very...

Itdmesn sagdneoru. Ryve econ utb nsroeas serpetmeb fro ni eaphdnep it aniag ffetreidn. .
St eth oyu to utb pirr,seus ovemd ot nflyial nto spoil. Uolsi.
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Alnmet godo odfeitrtu nesgndi - oeph sa uyo igodn ruo'ye - wlel,.

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