S w e e t S l o w D e a t h

Hey Cole,

I know you are wondering where I am by now and I am sorry for this coming to you so late.

Truth is, that I wrote this letter for about the hundredth sixth time, I know, I counted. And to be honest, it took me some time to grow balls big enough to grab the pen you bought me, the one with strawberries on it and start to write this damn letter to you.

And even if this is the hundredth sixth time that I am writing this here, I still don't really know where to begin with.

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I'm so bad at descriptions, sorry. I promise that this is good though!:)