August 2011
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UPDATE:
Mom: Can you pick up car if we dropped it off now. Spacers would have to go!
I have the best boyfriend in the world
Jonathan,
Everyone who looks at my wall thinks that you are such a babe and they all want you. I’m telling you, every girl wants you and I am the luckiest girl in the world because I have you. I get to have you every day for the rest of my life. Speaking of which, today one of the senior staff members spoke today about a whole bunch of god stuff, but she said something really relevant to...
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You Are....
My dear,
It’s my night off and I’ve been taking it to try and explore around the camp and see where I can help out. Today I went and help spot in a boat, then I met up with some CEO’s and helped out with “beach fun”, which is when the youngest of the young campers come to the beach and basically tackle you in the water over and over again. You really were right...
Babe and a Half
Dearest,
I was walking around the other day and when I looked down at myself, I realized that I was wearing the same outfit, bra and underwear, as I was that day we got americanized italian and went longboarding in the parking lot. You remember that pink tank top? And I was even wearing the pearls. On top of that, I looked down at how my boobs were, not popping out, but looking nice, and I...
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The World is Small
Mdear,
So I’ve been struggling majorly with making stupid internet connections work. Despite virtually every area on camp being a kind of hot spot, somehow I cannot get myself internet access as of yet. But yes, awkward enough but these are prewritten for prewritten letters. Yup, I wrote these on my ghetto word pad that should be microsoft word, but isn’t because I havent bought it...
Eric
When I hug you I can feel my heart beat in yours. It’s as if you are a part of me and when I can hear your heart beat, I’m hearing a part of my heart beating to the same rythm. Connections are funny that way. I look at you some days and I just know things about us. I don’t have to sit down and think about it for a while, I just know in that moment all that we will become and all...
When you skip dinner
SAD TIMES
tomioss:
When someone actually means something to you, yet you mean so little to them.
M'dear
I’ve been thinking about you all day. I wake up and the sun is shinning through my window and the the pillows surrounding me should be you, but they aren’t. I love Sundays because they are the days of rest, they are the days that you and I will spend so simply. We will have breakfast in our underwear. We will listen to music on our shag rug. We will read or paint or write or create....
