She wrote me a John Dear letter. (u tell me where that is from)
I have something to tell you that you may not like: Miami, You were fun, but, I'm leaving you for 2 other cities. No no no.. dont speak. Its not you... its me... really. I will always remember the picnic, and random nights at friends casa's. Please no.. dont, you'll only make this harder. What is it? Why?.. Well, it really all deals with freedom. No No.. you were never smothering me, dont think like that. I just need a city that provides me with more freedom, liquor, and well... good times. Its your parents also Miami. They are great people... but, they're everywhere! No, please dont cry. I will miss you too. Plus, well always have school breaks. I'll be back down, I swear. For now though, just remember us. Flippers, The bowling alley, Stadium 16, the puppies. I will leave you with that and no more. Well, I best be on my way....I love you... well.... not really.
PEACE BITCH'S!!!
PEACE BITCH'S!!!