Letter #8:

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October 26, 2019

    I know you were mad as the producer yelled at me for messing my lines for the hundredth time today. I don't know why I can't seem to remember my lines properly. I keep reviewing my lines every night, but I keep forgetting.
 
    I guess this is just stress, but maybe the stress you feel is so much than mine. It's evident by the way you went and asked me if I'm fucking around on purpose to make you stay longer with me. I wish that was my reason too, but I really wanted this to be quick for you. Too sad for our first convo after a while. I'm sorry that my processing isn't siding with my plans, sorry for that. I'll stop messing up, I'm sorry.

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