Where will we go?


JUN
42010

Dear Friend,

I am so afraid of coming to you. Your help is all I want, but I am terrified of the way you’re acting now. I haven’t even gotten there yet. I can not apologize for crying. I can not walk on egg shells. I am so scared this is all going to be a horrible, horrible mistake. Please don’t let your head get the best of you. I’m weary. I love you.

Always.

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