Last night I wrote woops

Last night I wrote a letter to Diana and I now regret. I do want to talk to her again, but it came off flirty I think.

Eeh.

I don’t remember what it said. God it’s late.

(“STUCK ON YOU” IS GOOD ENOUGH GREAT ENOUGH YES TO MAKE ME STAY UP TILL NOW. 5 AM.)

Finger licking good, angoonigh.