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I just today realized that, for my whole life, I've had everything. Money, smarts, everything, but that I was never /really/ happy until I fell in love with you.

But for now, my chest still tightens thinking about (I know, I know...) you being out in the real real world. I know you're smart, and I know you're safe. And I know you can take care of yourself. But for me, it's like having everything you own and hold dear in the middle of a warzone, and thinking "oh don't worry, the box it's all in is bulletbroof." But I know you'll be okay.

But, writing here puts me at peace. Every time.

EDIT: ...okay, so embarrassing, but my dad went to go see John today and I asked him to ask about your trip. Anyway, John said you'd landed in Africa and that you were with a student group of some sort with kids he liked, and he said we'd meet each other in LA after "all of our travels." So I feel good. I love you.

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Fenn Armouren fegerssen ferone, falss!

"en seqi feron in unquoit kunsteit asetta en syndqui aeiten afenda."

sen leoffe, aleyeia. amor in alterspeik saje, ab dess speik eun fasziniere.