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Dear Matrix,
This is a letter from you of the past. Its weird to think that you wont remember this moment, and might even be fighting in a war right now.
At the moment I am 12 years old, and honestly want to kms. When your seeing this I assume you to be 15 or just barely 16.
I hope the dogs are well. If they arent please pick a flower or 2 and go to wherever they were laid to rest.
Remember not to live past 20. Its your goal.
If your still friends with lola PLEASE go give her a big hug, she needs it.
You dont love you, I dont love you, nobody loves you.
Your fat and disgusting.
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