Hey babe...
So... Essentially year twelve just sucks arse. And I know you said you feel bad for not being there for me as much and not being around to talk to. And I would love to talk to you more. I really would.
But then at the same time... I need you to do your best. And you don't work well when we're talking. You get distracted, and then end up tired because you've stayed up til all hours finishing. And it's not fair on you.
I need you to do your work, to get the best grades you can, and for us to get out.
I miss you.
.♥.Leish...
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