I’ve been absent recently. i have to extend the sincerest apologies to my best girl. February was 28 days in my life. (and i think i’m too distracted. Don’t think I wasn’t thinking of you. There’s just lots to think about) I promise you’re on my mind. I read this book— i hand wrote my favorite quotes from it in your letter (you’ll see it soon i promise) and saw so much of you in some of those lines it was as if they read your thoughts. or our messages. you’re nicer, more forgiving, than the girl in the story was. I would now(i’ll always know. there is nothing i hold more certainty in than your kindness)
sincerely your summer girl babes
i wanna be the girl in that cover so bad oh my lord
Sometimes I read ur messages and just want to plant my face in topsoil (in a good way. Love you forever) and I’ve missed you! I went to send you something yesterday and thought better than doing so. How odd the world is in that way, right?
