[note from jada to faith, christmas 2018]
faith,
i have no idea how to write these.
well yay! we're at the end of another year. merry christmas. whatever.
i know you told me to stop giving you shit, but ey, you know i have more supplies than you know. i want you to have this. and you're doing me a favour by taking all this, i always end up hoarding.
text me if you want more bracelets, necklaces, that type of thing. i understand. it's okay.
i'm sorry they still call you james, but i promise you, one day, you'll be ready. i promise.
i know there's still a lot of things left unsaid with elisabetta, and maybe you aren't ready yet, but i promise, just ask and i will tell you everything.
i'm halfway in and just realized i'm writing this in red. maman always told me not to write in red. said it meant you were angry or something. for the record, i'm always angry.
i'm writing this on a post-it note at 10pm. messy handwriting doesn't mix well with smudgy ink, so imma end it here.
love you,
jada y.
ps. there's a gold pen in here. gold suits you.
