OMG

DEAR J,

OMG.
I LIKE YOU AGAIN.

WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY DO WE HAVE TO BE SO LIKEY-LIKEY?
I CAN'T BREATHE (ish).

It's getting deeper. But it's so much better because we're friends now. It's better, we're friends.

I still don't trust you yet.

I have no evidence that I can trust you with anything.



Still,
M.