the more i think about it, the more regrets i have about not spending more time with you since i moved into this apartment in august. i don't think i've ever thanked you for everything last semester. i'm honestly not sure i would have survived without you. i can't explain it, but somewhere around the beginning of march things just started making more sense to me, and i was in a bizarre state of euphoria until may. i've made a lot of changes in my life because of you (aside from the hair). you mean so much to me, josh. i hope this move will help you find true happiness. good luck. i hope you won't forget about me.
Josh, I misses you so much..and when you get out of jail, (for what again?) please let me come see you. I wuv ya, and I hope everything works out good for ya. Don't forget about me or big titty kitty. We ♥ youuu.
sick painting man :-D my dear Josh, why are you going to jail? ditch it...and come to see me....:) im sorry man, that really does suck. stick through it man... love love love love YOU Rifkaa
Ah, Rifka... my little gummy-gurl.... Why don't YOU ditch NH and come see wild and wonderful CA with me, eh? You've got faaaar too many love interests for me to take a gamble and expect you to choose me over the masses... sorry, babes, my fortune lies west. But you better stay cool.
Because I'll never forget all those fond memories of sitting behind you in Mrs. Stearn's math class..... You smelled so pretty, and when I leaned over, I could always see down your shirt.... Nice boobies. :P
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my dear Josh, why are you going to jail? ditch it...and come to see me....:)
im sorry man, that really does suck. stick through it man...
love love love love YOU
Rifkaa
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Love ya always,
-J
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