Dear Seth,

I want you to know that I fucking lied. I damn well lied to a very sweet little lady. Starting to hate myself now. Fuck. Damn me for being in love with you Hayward. But I am.

Anyways I need to get some sleep if I'm going to go to Sullivan's Island beach tomorrow.

God when you read all of my letters that I sent sheesh I wonder what you'll think.

Good night and sweet dreams. Don't stay up too late please. And don't forget to smile either.

p.s. I love you