Heroin by HEL NERA

Nothing to say about this shit.
Just a dedication to Amanda's best friend.

One gray morning, Amanda wrote a letter, not to ask for forgiveness, but to thank the few who had loved her, even when she couldn’t love herself.

She folded it neatly, set it beside her on the bed, and whispered, “I just want to rest.”

“Please forgive me. Remember that I tried.”