Letter one.


What is love? And why do people so childishly hold onto what they think it is? And why am i randomly writing you this email? Well, sometimes, you find yourself wandering back to an old haunt, a ghost of things past. It’s been a really fucking hard time replacing you as a best friend. But then again, we were only just starting at that, but boy, didnt I try. I fall in live with all my best friends. No, not the kind of ‘please-fuck-me-repeatedly’ kind of love, after all, if you can fall into love just like you would fall into a river or a pool then there must be different depths. Yes, all my attempted best friends have been female. I find guys are too out of touch with their emotions, too prone to bottling up and shutting down when you try to get into something thats really bothering you because…

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