dear boys that are my good friends(you're reading this..and if you arent reading this, im sad),
how i wish that i could stand in front of you each at different times and give you a kiss on the cheek or nose...or possibly forehead.
however, if/when i do find myself standing in front of you, the chances of that happening are about as good as the chance that a mosquito will be hit with a baseball...because im not that bold.
however, the sentiment remains.
these kisses will be transformed into hugs. i promise you that.
love to you.
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