{"id":1093,"date":"2018-02-05T22:10:20","date_gmt":"2018-02-05T22:10:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-swadhisthas-oldest-brother\/"},"modified":"2018-02-05T22:10:20","modified_gmt":"2018-02-05T22:10:20","slug":"dear-swadhisthas-oldest-brother","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-swadhisthas-oldest-brother\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear Swadhistha\u2019s Oldest Brother"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Swadhistha is thinking about you. She told me about you. I think about you everyday, what Swadhi would be like if you were born. If she would still constantly want to die. If she would even be my best friend. I sometimes just look at the ceiling, thinking, would you be okay with me falling in love with her. Wanting so bad to ask her, \u201cWill you marry me?\u201d Even though we both don\u2019t know you at all, we\u2019re thinking about you. About what your interests would be. What your hobbies would be. Just, what kind of person you would be. She loves you, even though she doesn\u2019t say it. I can tell.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Swadhistha is thinking about you. She told me about you. I think about you everyday, what Swadhi would be like if you were born. If she would still constantly want to die. If she would even be my best friend. I sometimes just look at the ceiling, thinking, would you be okay with me falling [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":0,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1093","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-love-letters"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1093","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1093"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1093\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1093"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1093"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1093"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}