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Heather, I'm sorry for making fun of you for being such a complete weirdo last year. I was still in denial at that point and convinced that weirdness was something that was to be hidden at least to some degree. I hope you know that I really thought you were one of the most hilarious people ever and I thoroughly enjoyed your company. I'm sorry for accusing you of sucking blood and doing voodoo and praying to Harry Potter. Now that I've fully embraced how strange I am, I have come to send a few prayers to him myself. I admire you. Sorry again.
Love, Samantha
Love, Samantha