Dear Seth,

I see that today was a little better in a way for you and that I didn't have to open a can of whup ass and call your butt. I'm glad. Though I wish you would at least email me or text. It doesn't have to be a phone call. Believe me I'm shy too.

People seem to take to our fake names better than when I posted with our real ones. Have you figured it out yet? Well when you do ( fyi all you have to do is really look at when I post a letter and then when an "interesting" one comes up and see that the ip addys are the same) know that that is the real me. Things that I couldn't really post when I used my name. It feels good too.

Please take care Seth. I just wish I knew if you were happy or not, then I think that I could be at peace more with this. I don't like to see you all sad like.

Ok a little confession for me, since probably no one will really read this. Though I'm happy and outgoing on the outside, inside I like to be by myself ( alone ) to think and ponder life. I hate when people bug me about trivial things. But with you I just want to be able to tell you everything. We really are a like in many ways. You just choose to show it more than I.

Well I better stop writing so I can go home and try and get some sleep and hopefully dream of you again tonight.

Good night and sweet dreams Mr. Hayward. I love you with all of my heart and soul. And damn it to fucking hell I wish I was in Charleston right now.

p.s. I love you