Hey, I missed you last night. I hope you didn't do anything too stupid, haha. I don't mind that you do weed anymore, just as long as you don't do anything inane. I had another dream about you. It was sweet. I love you so much, baby. I'm sorry I had to leave like that on Monday. It kinda sucked a bit, haha. I love you so darn much, I can't explain. Ew. I'm being all mushy again. *Enter said faic here.* Ummm..... I was kinda wondering what really makes me lovable at all. I don't really see how I'm good enough for anyone. THanks for making me feel beautiful, inside and out. I was wondering if we could live together once I turn eighteen... I know that sounds silly, but I truly think you're the one. You know... I'd get a job, or I could stay home... I just want to make you happy. I'm sorry if I get annoying sometimes. Promise me you'll tell me if I'm bugging you?
Love you, boo!
-Sammie
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