DEAR TEAMFAKE.
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Dear TeeEeEeEeEEEAM FAKE,
Xoxo,
Sojin.

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DEAR TEAMFAKE.
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Dear TeeEeEeEeEEEAM FAKE,
Xoxo,
Sojin.
DEAR YURA.
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Dear Jimin’s girlfriend,
WHAT THE FUCK. You’re literally in the room across from mine and you still askin’ for a letter. You think I’m gonna write some long ass, heartfelt type thing, take my lazy ass down to the post office, actually pay for some stamps, just to wait 5-10 business days for a letter to show up at our apartment door and be like “YURA, YOU GOT MAIL FROM ME”? You must be out of your mind, I’m not taking this to the post office, get out; but, I will make it heartfelt because I’m in it TA WIN IT. Ahem, professional time. Ever since I joined Team Fake, Yura was one of the people I was able to easily attach to without any problems (probably because I already knew her dumbass because we’re in GsD together, who fucking knew). Honestly, if anything were to ever be wrong with Yura, there’s a few things that I will ask her: Name, address, phone number, and blood type. Why? Because I’m going to kill that person, what’s good. Regardless, I love Yura, even if she doesn’t love me and is too busy spending her time with Jimin Hyeri to notice it. I’d do anything for her, if she asked me to, because let’s face it, I’m not a mind reader and if I were one, I’d suck at it. I’ll continue to be by her side for years and years to come.
Meet me in the pit,
Hamburger Helper.
Dear Hachi
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Dear Tomato Sauce Angel,
YOOOOOO. IF MY RED EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYES, DOOOOOOOOOON’T SEE YOOOUUUUU ANYMORE. Already starting this letter off with some JT, how much do you love me now, pffft. Anyway, I’m actually surprised at how quickly we were able to connect, you know? It’s like you were made for me (or vice versa) because as soon as I crashed in to your life, I knew I would be wanting to stay for a long time. There’s still a lot I want to learn about you, instead of being a silent creep and watching from the shadows. I think that I’ll be able to become a friend that you can depend on, or when you’re upset automatically think “Sojin probably has a good meme that’ll make me forget about why I’m so angry in the first place. AYO SPAGHETTI NOODLES.” Something like that. It’ll be fun, yeah? I look forward to seeing more of my precious Hachi in the future. .
WHALE YOU BE MINE,
Spaghetti Goddess.
Dear Jungkook, a.k.a your new friend.
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Dear Jungkook,
Bye,
Sojin.
Dear person I like, Dear kjne -- totally not June
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Dear person I like,
Get out of my face.
Love,
Sojin.
Dear Cheonsa! <3
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Dear Cheonsa,
Every time I say “Cheonsa”, you know what I think of? I think of 2NE1 screaming “Nolza”. Cheooonsa, hey hey hey Cheooooonsa. Just me? Yes? No? Okay. Whenever I think of Jiyeon, I think of someone that is always there for me whenever I need her, someone that loves me unconditionally and has one of the brightest smiles I’ve ever seen. Last year was when I met her, and I hope to get closer to her this new year so I can be a better friend for her because that’s just the kind of thing she deserves. I don’t think I would ever be able to handle seeing her in any type of pain, because then all I would see if red and I may just have to kill the person that hurt her by throwing them into a volcano of lemon juice after cutting them up with a chainsaw give that person a stern talking to (oops).
Sarangay,
Cheonsa.
Dear Pimp Master Byun
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Dear Pimp Master Byun,
You’re a loser. Hah, no, I’m kidding (no I’m not). We met at the EXO party, right? You know I’m getting old, so my memory is slowly fading away from me. Chanyeol used to tell me about you, how nerdy you were. He was right. HAH. Oh, by the way, I admired what you did to his page a few days ago with the Sailor Moon and ponies. Classic. I’m not the 10 on the nerd scale, you are. REMEMBER HOW I SAVED YOUR BUTT? FROM BUTTERCUP? Yeah, I remember. Don’t you forget that I saved your life, you owe me so much. Some pizza rolls would be nice. And a movie. Spirited Away, preferably because I love that movie more than I love pizza rolls. We should schedule a play date, I’ll ask your dad (Chanyeol) for permission.
Mucho love,
Princessa.
Dear Kyungri.
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Dear Park MOTHERFUCKING Kyungri,
How did you do it, hm? How is it you managed to work your way right on into my heart as one of the most important people in my life? Was it magic? I think you weaseled your way in. You totally blind-sided me, I was not ready for all of this wonderfulness to just step (literally) in my life; but, I don’t regret anything. We’ve had a lot of memories together, because I always catch the lowkey shit you do (which is A1, by the way). Sometimes I wonder how it would be like if I didn’t get the chance to meet you, then I start getting depressed because a life without Kyungri isn’t even a life. Are you crying from me pouring my heart out yet? Laughing at me? Telling me to suck your ass? I guarantee you’re doing the third one now that I brought it up, oops. Honestly, you could put on your highest heels, step on me, and I would just say “Thank you for the gift”. We’re both a couple of dorks, in our own special way, but I think the fact we have that common dorkiness is what really makes me say “There goes my baaaaaabbbbbyyyyyyy” whenever I think about you, pfft. My point is: I’m love you. P O P. Holdin’ it down. Pimp squad for life baby.
Love,
Eternity’s Zelda.