For instance, whenever I have a stupid amount of feelings about someone I write them all down. Some, I bin (******). Some, I rip up (////). Some, I consider sending but never do (Name and Shame, lorraine), and they just stay staring at me on my window sill until I shove it in a drawer and come across it in a couple of months and move it onto my desk and it goes through the whole cycle again.
Well, this one isn't so much a letter as a general - whenever I think of saying it to you - I write it down. And it's so bloody perfect as well because I can say anything. When you're face to face with stuff you are kind of obliged by society to turn down your passions. With this - you can say ANYTHING.
So, yeah, I really enjoyed doing that. And it's colour coded and pretty too. I don't know what I'll do with it though. It might be binned. Might be ripped up. Might sit in my bag waiting to be given to you (like the last letter). Might be given to you in a fit of rage. Might be given to you slightly apologetically. I have no idea. I don't know what the future holds, and I have to learn that I can't control everything. Even though I wish I could.
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