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08 October 2007

♥ dear sowmie,

Thank you for being the most refreshing person in my life. I love you madly and I miss you so much that sometimes I don't even know what to do with myself. It's at the weirdest times, you know: sometimes in the middle of a class I will wonder what you're doing and hope we run into each other somewhere in the near future, because as unlikely as that possibility may seem, I think we could probably figure out most of the problems in this crazy old world over a bowl or two of you-know-what.

So even if I can't send you weed for your birthday because they will see it and arrest me, even if we will never take drawing and painting with Mr. Hannagan again, even if Colorado and California are a thousand miles apart, you are still my bestest friend.

Don't forget about me, okay?

♥ the best is yet to be.
10/08/2007

♥ yours truly. ;

    "And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep." --Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

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