dear friend,
i am so sorry that our last conversation was awkward. that was basically my fault. you are just too cool for me. you have such a lovely life full of everything you want. i felt like what i'm doing wasn't good enough so I acted funny. and flipped my hair a lot...like what is up with that?
let's go back and have a redo. let's go back to the way it once was where we talked about art and life and our dreams. we used to laugh until we were rolling around on a twin bed and talk until the malian stars burned bright.
maybe we can't go backward, but will go forward with me?
love always,
your awkward and still perhaps endearing friend
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