october 26
2.58 pm
dear plusle,
i bought my bus ticket. i'm coming to see you. i'm so excited and nervous. i mean on one hand i'll be able to see you. on another, i'll be in chicago, alone, at two am. not fun. i'm very nervous about that part.
also i'm hoping it doesn't rain. i mean the forecast said that it wouldn't but there's a 3% chance for rain and that's about 3% higher than i want it to be. but! i'm really excited to see you.
love,
finn
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Letters to a Boy
Não Ficçãothese are open letters to a boy who means a lot to me but i can't contact him right now ↬ lowercase intended ↬ content of letters will vary, some may be triggering ↬ please keep in mind that this is not fictional; i will be using nicknames tho...
