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...
Dear Brendan. It's Brendan. Call up Kylie. You're getting retarded fo your 21st! Happy birthday. :) Hopefully all is well. Love, past Brendan. (11/7/11)
Dear anishka,
I’m writing you this letter instead of texting you because I’m in no mood to deal with your deflecting and denying any of all responsibility. The purpose of this letter is to...
Hello friend. Do you know who I am? I bet you can guess. I am you. You might wonder how this is possible, considering you never wrote this. Except, you did. 2 years ago. My name is Ashton Scott...