Dear Myself,
Today is a fucked up day. You smash a plate to your cat, Darwin, and one of your favorit low cup with a little flower on the side. There is half of tea in it, but you smash it...
Dear Andrew,
You wrote this letter sitting from your Clyde & Co desk on August 15th 2012 at 8:58am.
You will hopefully be reading this on your 21st birthday. Here is trusting that everything...
Спустя місяць щось ізмінилось? Удачі тобі)
С днем рождения!
Hey Joyce



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