January 27, 2012


Dear Future Boyfriend,

I want to travel. New York, Paris, Italy, anywhere. I want you to come with me, and we can leave our mark all over the earth. We can run away together, and be the crazy people we hide from others. We can be ourselves around each other so it doesn’t matter. We can kiss in the rain, and get the love we’ve been searching for.

Love,

Me

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