Dear You,
I miss you so much it hurts.
Well, it\\\\\\\'s not actually graduation day yet. I saw that I could write myself a letter on Instagram and actually thought it was kind of neat. I did this one in a year because I\'m going off to...
dear future me,
Ther are times where I want to kill me, just like my mothers want me to die, but I try to hold it off to the very end, thinking maybe things will get better, let me give it some...
Dear Val,
I am writing to you, because there is no other way to say what is to be said. And more of a question is - is there anything to be said? We were not given a lot of time, eight months...
Ciao troia. Buon compleanno puttana!!!!!! Ti prego, ricordati che tutto andrà bene. Tutto andrà bene.



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