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You know, people always ask me about getting their first tattoo, and I tell them it's like this: when something speaks to your soul, you just know. My right side might be clean for Mom, but every piece on my left tells my story.

Good evening, Brenda my sweetheart. I just wanted to tell you how special you are to me. Can't wait for our dinner tomorrow night. My sister is excited to meet you too, baby. I love you more each day.

Hi Jennifer. I know I have been distant lately, and, I am really sorry, if I have hurt you in any way. but, I just want to let you know, that I love you. and I always will, no matter what. and honestly, I want you by my side, everyday of my life. No matter what it takes, we will be together. and I can’t wait, to meet you. I love you so much babe

I mean, if the system is glitching, I've got no idea how we're supposed to fix it. It's like, are we even real right now? But don't worry, you're doing great. Just tell me what's going on, because I'm totally lost here. Oh, no.

You know, when I look at life now, I want to embrace every moment, every struggle. It's about sitting with your thoughts, feeling the wind, understanding the pain. There's something beautiful in just being present, in letting yourself grow through experience.

My love,I am glad that finally, I have found someone like you. Now that I have you here with me, I would like to let you know how happy and grateful I am for you... every night, I thank God for sending you to me. I may not tell you this as often as you expect me to, but trust me, I love you with all my heart and my soul.

Yeah, this is about the memories we made last summer, don't know if they're real anymore or just dreams I can't shake. Every street corner reminds me of your smile, and I don't know how to make these feelings fade away.

Why is writing letters so hard? Talking to you is always easy, I guess because a letter isn’t like a real conversation. I have to say a bunch of stuff and then wait weeks for your reply. It’s like a conversation between two people who have been hit with a slow spell. California is okay I guess. It’s way hotter than Hawkins and it’s always sunny. I miss clouds. I miss you.