Delaying the Inevitable

Zara

I didn't mean to send it, I had my phone in my hand, sitting on the edge of my desk with my knees almost pulled up, trying to get everything out of my head before it drove me crazy.

I was typing the way I always did when my thoughts got too loud, just letting my thumbs move without really thinking about where the words were going.

I think we should stop pretending, this isn't fair to either o