The Notes That You Wrote Me.
Dear June,
Sleep is threatening to over come me as I sit at my desk and write this. Late at night is the only time I seem to be able to find time to really sit down and write to you.
My dad has gotten worse, downing more alcohol then ever, yelling at me more then ever also. I can’t wait until the day I turn 18 and I am free from that asshole. Nothing will keep me from you when I turn 18.
In all honesty, if you didn’t live two states away, I would run away right now just to be with you...
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Sleep is threatening to over come me as I sit at my desk and write this. Late at night is the only time I seem to be able to find time to really sit down and write to you.
My dad has gotten worse, downing more alcohol then ever, yelling at me more then ever also. I can’t wait until the day I turn 18 and I am free from that asshole. Nothing will keep me from you when I turn 18.
In all honesty, if you didn’t live two states away, I would run away right now just to be with you...
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