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Dear Luke,

I did something I never thought I would do. This is bad, Luke. Very bad. I didn't mean to. The razor was just laying there, and I wanted my pain to be real. I just wanted to show my pain. That's all. I never meant for this to happen. How did this happen. I miss you're voice, Luke. I hope you sing to me soon. I miss your laugh. I'll tell you many jokes when you get back. I miss your smile. I'll tell you happy things. I miss your touch. I'll hug you a ton. I miss your lips. I'll smother you with kisses. I can't tell you how much I need you, Luke. I hope everything's going well. I promise to try never to do that again. Ever. I love you, Luke. And I can't wait to see you.

Love,

Kate

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