SO ITS 9:18PM AND I HAVE SCHOOL IN THE MORING BUT IM READING LOVE LETTERS TO THE DEAD AND I SAW THAT I COULD COME ON HERE TO MAKE A LOVE LETTER. ANYWAY HEY BRAYDEN HOW ARE YOU I MISS YOU SO MUCH YOU AND YOU WILL ALWAYS WILL BE THE LOVE OF MY LIFE AND YES I KNOW I KNOW IM ONLY 13 BUT I FEEL IN MY HEART THAT YOUR THE ONE. EVERY SECOND THAT YOUR AWAY I THINK OF YOU AND SOMETIMES I CAN THINK OF YOU AND BE HAPPY BE OTHER TIMES I CRY BECAUSE YOUR SUCH A BIG PART OF MY LIFE. I WISH YOU COULD TALK TO ME BUT YOU KEEP ALL YOUR SAD THOUGHTS TO YOURSELF BUT I’M A VERY UNDERSTANDING PERSON AND I WISH I COULD BE THAT ONE PERSON THAT YOU CAN ALWAYS RUN TO. BE I GUESS LIFE DOESNT WORK THAT WAY. EVERYONE NEEDS THAT ONE PERSON THEY CAN TELL EVERYTHING TO. I THINK WE ARE A LOT ALIKE. LIKE MAYBE WE HAVE THE SAME THOUGHTS OR WE THINK ABOUT EACH OTHER AT THE SAME TIME. THE FEELING I GOT ON THE DAY WE MET 2 YEARS AGO IS THE SAME FEELING I STILL GET TO DAY. WELL IDK WHAT ELSE TO SAY AND THATS NOT SOMETHING I EVER SAY BECAUSE I MOSTIY I HAVE SO MUCH THINGS TO TELL YOU. WELL GOODNITE BRAYDEN M.:)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
SO ITS 9:18PM AND I HAVE SCHOOL IN THE MORING BUT IM READING LOVE LETTERS TO THE DEAD AND I SAW THAT I COULD COME ON HERE TO MAKE A LOVE LETTER. ANYWAY HEY BRAYDEN HOW ARE YOU I MISS YOU SO MUCH YOU AND YOU WILL ALWAYS WILL BE THE LOVE OF MY LIFE […]<\/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-818","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\/818","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=818"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/818\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=818"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=818"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=818"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}