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dear krystyna,
i often find things to say to you, things to share with you, things i think you might laugh at. but i seem to have gone and failed at communicating. failed at talking. your letters set in and on my desk unaswered. i have no address or else i'd send one to you. i don't even know if you read this any more. but i've accumulated quite the amount of things to share with you. so maybe if you wanted to, you could send me your address. and in return, i'll send you two bright and new mini-comics (drawn by yours truly) and a letter full of goodness. or maybe you could just send me an email. or something.
i do miss you.
i'm rubbish.
i often find things to say to you, things to share with you, things i think you might laugh at. but i seem to have gone and failed at communicating. failed at talking. your letters set in and on my desk unaswered. i have no address or else i'd send one to you. i don't even know if you read this any more. but i've accumulated quite the amount of things to share with you. so maybe if you wanted to, you could send me your address. and in return, i'll send you two bright and new mini-comics (drawn by yours truly) and a letter full of goodness. or maybe you could just send me an email. or something.
i do miss you.
i'm rubbish.