Dear Mom,
I don't judge your emotional outpourings -- I admire them and wish you would have more. Maybe you'd be happier if you took off the teacher face once in a while.
Love,
Erica
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Adam,
Go easy on our folks, mmkay? I know you're 15 and all, but please. For their mental health.
Love,
Erica
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Dear Dad,
Where have you been? Why do I only see you for a few minutes everyday? Why are those minutes so often filled with criticism? I still love you, you know.
Always,
Erica
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Kyle,
You're cute when you're shelving.
Remembering what Natalie said,
Erica
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I'm beginning to doubt your intentions, and whether you are who you say you are. Maybe that's convoluted, but so is the damn internet.
Erica
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As always, I'm a flake. But you're a flake too, and too often incapable of seeing that. I can't bring myself to say it because I fear for our (fading?) friendship.
Erica
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Chill.
Erica
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Were you not so far away, I'd suggest a shot of local music and maybe a gin and tonic. Glad to see you are thriving.
Missing you constantly,
Erica
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Everyone has doubts, but they're just doubts. Which is rich coming from me.
Erica
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