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Dear Sam,

2015년 2월 12일

Dear Sam

God. Woman. You-- argh.

Writing letters to you is the hardest shit ever, let me tell you. There is so much I could say about how I feel about you and how huge my love for you has gotten. But hah, how to find the right words for that? Besides, haven't I written enough letters to you?

Seems like I have not.

Samantha my little devil, you are by far the best friend I could have ever wished for and even our stupid disputes every now and then could never be powerful enough to change that. You make me happy, make me smile and laugh 24/7 and honestly, I am so fucking gay for you it hurts. All my nine heads think of you only, everything I have in mind revolves around you. Damn girl, you go!

Three years it has been, three fucking years and it's going to be thirty even, I tell you. You and I are ridiculous, crazy bastards who belong to each other and by now I think that every single person on earth is aware of that. Remember all the times we've been mistaken for a couple? 'Are you and her actually a thing?' Hell yes, we're married. Have signed those papers 294729274 times just because we can, just because our love is as huge as that.

Do you also remember the times we've been chatting until late at night, the times when my father told me to go to bed and you just suggested for me to yell at him? I never did, never had the guts to do so, but you did not judge me for it. The following day you still greeted me all happily, all glad that I was there and we could finally be together again to fangirl over boys. Geez, I'm gonna shed a tear. Dear jesus, help me hold back those salty drips of water, they may not ruin this letter.

You know what's sad, though? That we never actually wrote a book about all our typos or made up words like we planned. It would've been so full until now and we could read through all the pages, laughing our butts off until midnight. But .. we don't need no typos to be overwhelmed by happiness. All we need is each other, right? ... See, so so gay. What have you done to me, gurl?

Now let me tell you my favourite memory, though. It's pretty recent, you will remember it for sure. Huehuehue. It's happened only a few days ago. Are you ready? Ready for my lil story? Because I am not, I'm laughing too hard to hold this pencil right here. Inhale, exhale, okay, I'm good.

My favourite memory is when you and I, god, when you and I fangirled over certain people. We ended up being thirsty little messes and looked at people fucking each other. Together. But what then happened, we will never forget, the sudden urge to listen to One Direction, the group that made the two of us meet up. Hot guys - Porn - One Direction. How on earth can we casually watch porn together but feel all awkward and uncomfortable after we listen to some 1D? You and I, misses, we are strange creatures. But you know what? I love it. I love it as much as I love you. Unconditionally, endlessly.

Yours truly, with love, Tamara

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