letter 4

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- this is dedicated to my current best friend. let's refer to her as ms. small rue-

dear ms. small rue,

i don't know how thankful i am to be your best friend. you accepted my transsexuality, dank memes, MDD (major depressive disorder), aesthetic posts, anime stan, and flip-flopping daddy kinks towards band members who are clearly way older than me. i'm just so grateful.

i remember the first time we actually started to get closer—8th EE trip. we were talking through the rainy midnight, eating the sour and possibly fermented grapes, and drawing some shit. it was fun, but it was a bit too late for our friendship to spark because almost right after we came closer to carrying our souls together, you had to move schools.

yet, we texted each other, and we became best friends even though we were studying in the different schools, which means that we would rarely see each other. but it's still fun stanning a couple of bands and fictional anime characters whenever we have time, isn't it?

i hope to talk to you soon, we are not talking that much anymore. is it because of me? or is it because of something else? i want to know but i'm too afraid to ask you.

love,

alastair. 

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