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dear jackass jimin,

istg i hate you so much, so much that i can't even breathe sometimes. it makes me mad; you make me mad.
FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU.

fuck m-
why would you think that its ok to skip school and go smoking? you are a minor. WAIT ARE MINORS ALLOWED TO SMOKE?

YES?
NO?
IF YES THEN I AM READY TO TAKE DOWN TH GOVT. THIS IS FUCKED UP.

i didn't see you in the morning, even Miss Zubair missed you! we thought that you didn't wanna come to school after the math paper fiasco:( i was going to leave you some chocolates again until i saw you outside the school smoking with Leela and Riche.

pls, dont do that again, dont smoke.  it somewhere worries me that you'll turn to them- they aren't someone you should be with.

I console you and if you dint want hugs I could at least wipe your tears off or give you my favorite handkerchief. if we weren't so far away; so elusive, i would love you and tell you that's it fine, that you are loved and needed.

if only i could hold your hand and appreciate your much-needed existence Jomin   { ;))))) } 

and even if we can't hold hands, ill still tell you about the stars( i love the stars, pls listen to me then) or how you remind me yellow and red.


AHHHHHHH

AsIDE FroM beInG seXY, wHat do YOu dO for lIVInG sIr 😳 

anyway, i am thinking to dress up as a clown and meet you at school-

i hope u laugh then, i haven't seen your eye smile in a while.

with thinking to take the government down thoughts,

your one and only
daddy Shrek

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