fuck your childhood friend, he deserves that from your brother. who in the right mind would do that? i don't know if he just likes you or not but, that doesn't give him the right to do that to you! your obviously a girl and pinning you to the bed is something that should be done by your lover and only after the wedding were babies should be done!
minnie. . . well, how do i start? reading your letter literally made me open my eyes. but before that, there were two things i have come to realize with you-- i confirmed that you're really a girl and not just a pedophile freak also, you are someone who knows me very well. you used to confuse me as someone who is an obsessive person but now, i truly trust you.
right now, i've really been dying to know who you truly are. reading how the way you describe me . . . i don't know, it made me feel happy that such a person can see me that way and i really thank you so much for your long ass-letter. the way you said that i occasionally smiled at you makes me wonder who you truly are . . . why do i feel like you are someone dear to me? i just can't pinpoint it. would you give me some clue? i really really wanna hug you for how good you are and for making me see what i am capable of.
you are right, i have so many things to be proud of and a frown is not something that shouldn't be seen in this handsome face. :) but . . . minnie, why do you keep on hiding your true identity to me? even refusing to give me your contact infos when i risked myself getting into trouble because i give mine. i know that you're someone that won't hurt me and nobody would have the heart to keep you away from me so, why won't you tell me who they are? can you please tell me . . . tell me who they are. i fucking wanna know cause i can't bear with it anymore.
yeah, i can smile and be happy but knowing that a friend, no . . . someone dear to me is being shut off by those people matters a lot. tell me minnie, please. please tell me who are they, i wanna talk to you in person and not just in letters. i'm not going to be hurt, i can take care of myself just don't worry about me and tell me who they are minnie. please, i beg you.
i wanna help you too like the way you help me with my problem. i wanna help you cope up with the problem regarding your love, reading the part which says about the things i should be happy for i realized that you were also sharing your problem. so, please tell me who you are and anything about you. you know so much about me but here i am still clueless of the one person that cared for my feelings.
please, open up to me. sunshine 🌞
pjm
ps. please let me help.
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أدب الهواة❝ you were like silk chains. binding, choking and killing me but i'm still trapped in loving you ❞ loving and holding on was futile but, she still writes for her clueless amnesiac boyfriend. besides, what more can she lose from a tattered and wounde...