A letter from Jul 18, 2024

Dear Amelia Ur a fricken b word and I hate ur flat *** Ur a ***** ***** *** ***** Jk I love you ur my bestie and if you die I will never ever recover or replace you. The song birds of a feather reminds me of you, it’s playing right now, “it might not be forever but if it’s forever it’s even better” “I love you till the day that I die” those represent how I feel bc even if we aren’t friends forever, which I pray we are, in this moment we are forever and I will love u till the day I die. I’m chillin in ur vibey *** room. And btw I stole MY shirt from your closet. We’re also hurting, listening to sad music now. I don’t wanna be a cornball. Someday you will be a tattoo artist and you’ll be covering my skin in ur art. And I will be a doctor and I will be healing you. We went to the boonies earlier, I was lowkey mad at you but I’m not anymore bc we went and got munchies, it was delicious. We also had that **** nasty *** milk straw (it was delicious) our foreheads were touching each other when we had that milk and that was pre *** bro. y r u so *** for me. and also we smelt that nasty *** milk, it smelt like ur puss. Ur also hitting ur vape and i rlly want a puff but im scared to ask bc u turn into a demon when u don’t have for a min. Maybe I’ll just grab it cuz ur not puffing it rn. Pray for me. I stole it and u gave me **** hehehehe. If we aren’t speaking, I’ll do anything for us to be friends again. And ***** I hope u aren’t with Mason still -tawni