I one hundred and a million percent want you to write more, pleeease. My God. (mi bombilla) I am in tears over an imaginary bug. Poor Matthew. I was rooting for him so. I held on to hope until you said the evil words. I made a mean face when you said them. Shame!

I have to come back later to read the rest, I have to recover from this anguish that has fallen into my soul.

I look forward to being tortured more in the future.

♥-Serena