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9:35 Am...
Dear Gerry, you said you wanted me to fall in love again, and maybe one day I will. But there are all kinds of love out there. This is my one and only life, And its a great and terrible and short and endless thing, and none of us come out of it alive. I don't have a plan... except, it's time my mom laughed again. She has never seen the world... she has never seen Ireland. So, I'm taking her back where we started... Maybe now she'll understand. I don't know how you did it, but you brought me back from the dead. I'll write to you again soon.
P.S... Guess what?
necesito un café...
en serio.
2 comentarios:
"but you brought me back from the dead"
suena un poco freak
no lo vas a asustar con tu mail ?
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por suerte yo no lo escribí ni tengo que mandarlo..
es la última carta que aparece en la película P.S I Love You
:)
taaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan psicofreak no soy.
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