CHAPTER XXVIII:
happy birthday
( June 1979 )
June 79'
Regulus,
Happy Birthday.
I wish I could spend it with you but I don't think I'd even be able to see you since I've broken my glasses. Again. Only this time it wasn't an accident. I may or may not have thrown them on the ground on purpose. In my defense, I was acting like a child having a temper tantrum and crying. And you'll never guess what I was crying about. Or who, for that matter.
I suppose it doesn't matter anymore, you won't answer me back so I can really say anything in these letters without repercussions.
So, I love you. I wish I could've said it to you in person.
Happy birthday, my love, Libillule.
NOTE. NAW CAUSE WHY IS SPOTIFY PLAYING CRY BY CIGARETTES AFTER SEX RN 🧍🏽♀️