[march 23rd, 2015]
dear blue,
happy birthday!!!
why do i keep coincidentally meeting you? i saw you at the airport today and boy am i glad my younger brother recognized you and told me that you were there because if he hadn't, i would have felt like i humiliated myself. i am guessing you saw me too by the way.
i wish i was going with mom. we would have been in the same plane and it's been a long time since i last travelled anyway.
but that's not the point.
i hope you have a great day today in wherever you're going to. you are gifted with amazing parents who are wealthy enough to give you basically everything you want in a little amount of waiting time and i'm not saying you're a spoiled brat or anything because you aren't and you're too perfect a guy for your own good, but i just wanted to say that even if i may seem angry or i may seem to hate you the way i act, i don't. i don't even like you, blue.
i love you.
happy birthday, blue.
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