Remember Matt, that kid from China? Well, the other day, right when I’d given up on him not giving up on me, I got one more letter. One last letter.
“Dude, look, I know your life is messed up, and I know this isn’t my place, so I don’t think we can talk right now. Not until you’ve come to terms with everything. My parents found some of your letters, and so they’ve made me end things with you. Talk to her. Talk to Serenity. Talk to her about Mandy. Maybe she’ll give you some closure.”
Pff, closure.
Who needs it?
