Dear Brittany,
I’m writing a letter to myself to remember how I acted when I was in 10th grade. You are now a senior and about to graduate. My biggest fear is losing the one I love. I hope...
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Sveika, Sandrute.
Sveikinu su mūsų švente!
Tadas
I will be a Handball player.
I will marry with Zayn Malik.
I will be 2 kids.
I will be drive pink Jeep.
My Hasband job will be singer.
My Honeymoon will be A Hawai.
Dear FutureMe,
And as usual I just said "Shut Up" to smita. It is 00:08 and yet another day has passed leaving a day less for all of us to be together. Though it never mattered in the beginning...