dear louis william tomlinson,
hiya, you little shit. i just want you to know that i had to go and get my laptop to write this for you. so now you know that you're double special. okay, well, we've known for each other for about two (ish) weeks and for a good quarter of that time, you've been bugging me for this stupid little chapter, so here we go. when we first met, you didn't speak to me for a good hour because i refused to be your twin. so i finally gave in since i was forced and you still wouldn't talk to me so i had to make you a cup of microwave tea . i love you, though, and you're like a brother to me. and you'd be in my bio right now if i wasn't such a lazy hoe and actually took the time to make a decent bio. um um well i love you and also stay gold, mate.
love,
wilhelmina billie hill
p.s. i will never ever make you tea again hA. mine.
[ media: you aren't even looking at the camera ;-; ]
