{"id":879,"date":"2016-12-11T23:31:40","date_gmt":"2016-12-11T23:31:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-kurt-10\/"},"modified":"2016-12-11T23:31:40","modified_gmt":"2016-12-11T23:31:40","slug":"dear-kurt-10","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-kurt-10\/","title":{"rendered":"dear  kurt"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>you were broken , you thought that life didn&#8217;t have a meaning anymore . You decided to end your life in order to have a better one . Some people have hope that everything in their life can be beautiful , and some people believe that things will never be okay . When i was eight years old my dad told me that i wasn&#8217;t always gonna be happy , and that i wasn&#8217;t always gonna be sad of course i didn&#8217;t know what he meant until i grew up . We all have hopes and we all have fears . You thought that your daughters life would be better without you in it right ? But you were wrong . You and me are very similar . We feel  no purpose in living yet i&#8217;m still here writing you this love letter . I wasn&#8217;t always depressed but now that i know what it feels like , I know what you went through . I&#8217;m sorry you felt the need to take your life away , but if anything you made my life better and i can&#8217;t thank you enough .<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>you were broken , you thought that life didn&#8217;t have a meaning anymore . You decided to end your life in order to have a better one . Some people have hope that everything in their life can be beautiful , and some people believe that things will never be okay . When i was [&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-879","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\/879","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=879"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/879\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=879"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=879"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=879"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}