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Hello, again, my dear friend.
It's been a while since I've heard from you. We speak briefly every day, but little is conveyed in the few seconds we spend amongst ourselves. Few words are exchanged in the hopes of understanding one another, and I fail to let you know that you're important.
I always forget to tell you that important bit of news whenever I see you, and I feel as though I should punish myself for it. You deserve to know about it, but my mind always shuts the thought out.
C'est la vie.
I guess I'll try to tell you tomorrow, when we see each other again. Hopefully, I'll remember not to forget. If I do, I'm sure that somewhere, a part of me will worm through the muck that is my brain, and deliver the message without fail.
But anyway... I let it slip that the end of the month is important to me... I probably shouldn't have... It isn't like it changes much, but I still can't wait. January 31... 11:39 AM... It's very important... I can't wait for that moment... I wonder if you can guess why...?
It doesn't matter, and I won't bother you with the question anyway. Maybe I'll write to you again, a bit more upbeat than my previous letter. I never got a reply from you, not that Iexpected one. You're very busy this year, so I can't expect you to be bothered with me. I'll just have to get used to it, not that I'll stop writing to you. I want to know how you're doing, so I'll keep doing what it is that I do.
I finished the drawing, but when I showed it to you, you told me it was DIRTY! I can't believe it! It wasn't dirty! It was just... *Mumble* That's all! I'll have to get to work on all the other projects people have asked for... It's gonna be a pain, but at least it keeps me busy...
Signed,
An Okay Friend
I'm not a Great friend... I'm not a Good friend... But, I am a friend... I think...
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Hello, again, my dear friend.
It's been a while since I've heard from you. We speak briefly every day, but little is conveyed in the few seconds we spend amongst ourselves. Few words are exchanged in the hopes of understanding one another, and I fail to let you know that you're important.
I always forget to tell you that important bit of news whenever I see you, and I feel as though I should punish myself for it. You deserve to know about it, but my mind always shuts the thought out.
C'est la vie.
I guess I'll try to tell you tomorrow, when we see each other again. Hopefully, I'll remember not to forget. If I do, I'm sure that somewhere, a part of me will worm through the muck that is my brain, and deliver the message without fail.
But anyway... I let it slip that the end of the month is important to me... I probably shouldn't have... It isn't like it changes much, but I still can't wait. January 31... 11:39 AM... It's very important... I can't wait for that moment... I wonder if you can guess why...?
It doesn't matter, and I won't bother you with the question anyway. Maybe I'll write to you again, a bit more upbeat than my previous letter. I never got a reply from you, not that Iexpected one. You're very busy this year, so I can't expect you to be bothered with me. I'll just have to get used to it, not that I'll stop writing to you. I want to know how you're doing, so I'll keep doing what it is that I do.
I finished the drawing, but when I showed it to you, you told me it was DIRTY! I can't believe it! It wasn't dirty! It was just... *Mumble* That's all! I'll have to get to work on all the other projects people have asked for... It's gonna be a pain, but at least it keeps me busy...
Signed,
An Okay Friend
I'm not a Great friend... I'm not a Good friend... But, I am a friend... I think...
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