Dear Claire,
We are sorry for ripping your coat. We can hardly sleep at night. Its horrible so we wrote you a poem:
We ripped coat
So we left you this note
Taj Could have died
see it from...
zxxc.;'z.c;'.
Hows it going i'm writing this letter as a senior on the last day of school from Mr Mackie's mythology class wearing car-harts and a vans hoodie with a cowboy skeleton holding a beer. By this time...
Dear FutureMe,
How are you? How's your life?
Have you found your passion, your strength, a hobby that you love? I believe that you're now.
What are you doing now? I mean what's your job...
Love you.
-Andrew



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