May 2011
I may
have a shit ton of crushes, but there’s only you in my heart. You’re all I think about. I can’t help but think how you’re doing, if you’re okay or if you’re having a hard time. I hope you feel that.
A mother passing by her daughter’s bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then she saw an envelope propped up prominently on the center of the bed. It was addressed, “Mom.” With the worst premonition, she opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands:
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I’ll do this if I already ran out of excuses =))
