Dear Kurt,
Tonight I drank too much and then I sent an email to a very important lawyer about how I drink too much and that's too blame for all the jerkoff emails I send him. Smart huh?
What's wrong with me? I'm so uncool. I'm an idiot. Everything I touch turns to shit. I wish you were still here so you could give me a lesson on coolness. Cuz tonight I flunked. And yesterday... and tomorrow.
If passion, soul and heart was gold-plated.... I could buy my own country. Hope is running thin...
Love.
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