A letter from Jun 19, 2022

You still think it's boring how people talk? Makin' smart with their words again? Well you're probably bored. Because back then, I was doin' this for the thrill of it. ******' it. Never not chasin' the million things I wanted. And cuz I was only as young as the minute was, full of it. Gettin' pumped up on the little bright things I bought. But you know, they never owned me. You could've been the class clown. Or even the beauty queen in tears. It was a new art form showin' people how little we care. We were so happy. Even when we were smilin' out of fear. We went down to the Tennis Court. Talked it up like yeah. Pretty soon I'll be gettin' on my first plane. I'll see the veins of my city like they do in space. But my head's fillin' up fast with the wicked games, up in flames. How can I **** with the fun again, when I'm known. And my boys trip me up with their heads again, lovin' them; Everything was cool when we're all in line for the throne. But I know it's not forever. In all seriousness I hope you still remember everything. All the good parts anyway. You better be having fun. I hope you're still in touch with the hobby. Don't ever change for people. Je Suis Comme Je Suis. That was a great day wasn't it? Thank You For The Good Times. - LG x Happy Birthday Friendo. Don't Look Back In Anger.