Hell-oooo @mas_cah
Haha, I know it’s such an impolite way to say (an important) thing in a letter. But I have no choice yay.
Anyway how are you? I guess it’s been three months since the last time we met. Oh, perhaps more..
Actually, the only (important) thing I wanna say here is happy birthday. Well, not to give you much words of hope--you can do it by yourself anytime you want lah--but to make you (probably) happier of getting plenty wishes words. I just have this (not so good) letter to be given to you, well.. words. I’m not gonna give you a sweet gift cause I don’t even have enough money to buy the word ‘sweet’ today. Haha. Are you happy today? You have lived for 23 years, at least be happy for that.
I know you are a good guy. At least, as I remember, you were. A good guy like you will get many good things in life, (right?)
It’s kinda weird when I remember you this day. Somehow my mind is filled with you-thing, twisting around like a tiny little cunning evil. Poisoning.. Well, perhaps I miss you. I miss you but I don’t wanna see you. An old odd statement which we can always end by the words “that’s all, okay?”
I wonder the day we’ll meet again. Seems like it’s just a stupid delusion which brought me to taste my past memories, including a guy whom I met accidentally years ago who are reading this absurd letter now. I believe what God wisphered to me when I asked about it (didn’t even remember why I asked about it, and let’s pretend that He really did it). In other words (which is more normal), I still believe (in my belief) that we’ll meet again. Don’t you? Oh at least please tell me that you’re still believe in God, eventhough (I’m pretty sure) you’re so lazy to pray.
So.. see you again someday, in my wedding day, or in your wedding day. We’ll never know till the day comes and we can’t run away. Um, my wedding day is coming up anyway. Just wait for five or seven years again you’ll get my cute invitation letter, not so long time than forever I guess.
How’s your study? Is it good? Good luck for you.
I know there are some words better unspoken, that’s why I give you a letter. I’m not a good writer, so let’s just pretend that whatever typo and grammar mistake appears in my letter, I did it on purpose to test your profreading skills. I hope every words I wrote here still doesn’t describe who I am. If you know me (I hope not—not today), never ask me about it, okay? Because how good you’ll try, I will never say. Anyway, long life, bye~
xx
Haha, I know it’s such an impolite way to say (an important) thing in a letter. But I have no choice yay.
Anyway how are you? I guess it’s been three months since the last time we met. Oh, perhaps more..
Actually, the only (important) thing I wanna say here is happy birthday. Well, not to give you much words of hope--you can do it by yourself anytime you want lah--but to make you (probably) happier of getting plenty wishes words. I just have this (not so good) letter to be given to you, well.. words. I’m not gonna give you a sweet gift cause I don’t even have enough money to buy the word ‘sweet’ today. Haha. Are you happy today? You have lived for 23 years, at least be happy for that.
I know you are a good guy. At least, as I remember, you were. A good guy like you will get many good things in life, (right?)
It’s kinda weird when I remember you this day. Somehow my mind is filled with you-thing, twisting around like a tiny little cunning evil. Poisoning.. Well, perhaps I miss you. I miss you but I don’t wanna see you. An old odd statement which we can always end by the words “that’s all, okay?”
I wonder the day we’ll meet again. Seems like it’s just a stupid delusion which brought me to taste my past memories, including a guy whom I met accidentally years ago who are reading this absurd letter now. I believe what God wisphered to me when I asked about it (didn’t even remember why I asked about it, and let’s pretend that He really did it). In other words (which is more normal), I still believe (in my belief) that we’ll meet again. Don’t you? Oh at least please tell me that you’re still believe in God, eventhough (I’m pretty sure) you’re so lazy to pray.
So.. see you again someday, in my wedding day, or in your wedding day. We’ll never know till the day comes and we can’t run away. Um, my wedding day is coming up anyway. Just wait for five or seven years again you’ll get my cute invitation letter, not so long time than forever I guess.
How’s your study? Is it good? Good luck for you.
I know there are some words better unspoken, that’s why I give you a letter. I’m not a good writer, so let’s just pretend that whatever typo and grammar mistake appears in my letter, I did it on purpose to test your profreading skills. I hope every words I wrote here still doesn’t describe who I am. If you know me (I hope not—not today), never ask me about it, okay? Because how good you’ll try, I will never say. Anyway, long life, bye~
xx
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