A letter from July 17th, 2020

Dear Future Angel, This is the second time I wrote a note to you. Today, I plan to leave rpw for a while. Seeing how some of my friends leave me makes me sick, I'm so done being in those circumstances. Bidding goodbye was the hardest part of life. Why do I need to meet people when they will leave me anyways? I'm doing fine, I think. How 'bout you? Am I still the same kid I was today? Cutting classes? Still gullible? Hays, did I saw TWICE? That's my biggest dream! I hope you still in them. Always remember, they are the one who makes me, you. I am whole because of them. STAN TWICE!!