dear dan,
a bunch of our friends invited me to dinner today, it was pretty good, would've been better if it were with you though... anyways, they kept asking how i was holding up and i think i went too far. i was getting pissed because they kept treating me like i was so fragile? i'm not. i mean, okay maybe i am fragile, but they shouldn't wrap me up in bubble wrap and suffocate me!
love, phil
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okay i do realize these chapters are out rlly fast and they're rlly short, (lmao nobody is even reading this) but these are letters and i have huge plans for this book.
