a letter in my head


Dear F.

I got it. I did. I am going to University of Arizona. I had to choose between two Universities and to make a choise without your advice was difficult, but I managed. I know you'd be proud of me if you knew. Proud and happy and you'd probably say "That's my girl". I am happy and I know that you invested a lot in this little vicotry of mine, so thank you very much.

Diana

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