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I am writing this on the 7th December 2011.
It's nearly Christmas - and you're pretty excited.
Tonight your belly is hurting from a sneaky McDonalds. Poor you, I hope by the time you're reading this, everything is improved.
You just spent the night with your flat mate Christopher, and right now I can say, I think I might be in love with him. Once again, I hope that goes well. He is beautiful, and so are you.
My hair is currently a light brown, gingery colour. You're enjoying living at Hamstead. You just found out today that you passed your first assignments for Semester One at Birmingham City University.
I like life at the moment.
Isabelle is alive and well, she's black and white, with her patches of gray.
Megan, I hope by now you have learnt to love yourself for who you are. You are fantastic, that smile on your face is beautiful, and nobody can refuse your personality.
You are worth the moon and the sun, and someday you will find someone who treats you like this - if you haven't already.
Be confident, I believe in myself, and I know when I'm reading this letter, happy and older and wiser, that I will feel content.
Never give in to anything or anyone.
That head on my (our) shoulders is worth more then all the gold in the world - and don't you forget it.
Forever yours
Megan-Rose
It's nearly Christmas - and you're pretty excited.
Tonight your belly is hurting from a sneaky McDonalds. Poor you, I hope by the time you're reading this, everything is improved.
You just spent the night with your flat mate Christopher, and right now I can say, I think I might be in love with him. Once again, I hope that goes well. He is beautiful, and so are you.
My hair is currently a light brown, gingery colour. You're enjoying living at Hamstead. You just found out today that you passed your first assignments for Semester One at Birmingham City University.
I like life at the moment.
Isabelle is alive and well, she's black and white, with her patches of gray.
Megan, I hope by now you have learnt to love yourself for who you are. You are fantastic, that smile on your face is beautiful, and nobody can refuse your personality.
You are worth the moon and the sun, and someday you will find someone who treats you like this - if you haven't already.
Be confident, I believe in myself, and I know when I'm reading this letter, happy and older and wiser, that I will feel content.
Never give in to anything or anyone.
That head on my (our) shoulders is worth more then all the gold in the world - and don't you forget it.
Forever yours
Megan-Rose
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