Dear Deaky! Deaks! Deakster!
Here I was, sitting in my little bedroom nearly in tears because I didn't hear from you for two weeks! Your other letter must have got lost in the mail or something because I received nothing. Damn :( Now i'll never get to read the words you wrote to me.
I would never just leave you unanswered, Deaks. If i was gonna run off, I woulda sent a letter saying 'hasta la vista, baby' or something ;)
As if i'd leave anyways! I keep a little crappy printed out photo of you (the one on your website) in the corner of my huge frame of an aston martin in my bedroom, so don't you worry about me leavin'.
Actually, with that in mind, maybe we should send each other pics of ourselves? All I have is that shitty little print out of you so I would really appreciate somethin bigger. You don't have to, though. I have. You should receive a gross picture of me taken by my friend Brian in my Kensington Market stall reading a newspaper. It's all I had on me, sorry. It's not the sexiest picture of me, I know, but eh.
I'm so happy you didn't leave me hanging. I'm so happy I didn't leave you hanging either. Your a part of my life now, Deaks. Like one of my friends here in London. Your letters feel like a normal conversation between me and my friends here. I couldn't imagine not being pen pals with you Deaks. It's been great fun so far.
If this gets lost in the mail again then i'll... form a street riot. Promise ;)
From,
Roger.
YOU ARE READING
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