My name is Daniel I'm 20 years old, but lets just say im 21 cause I will probably not edit this again for at least a year.
Last time I talked to you was months ago, I thought about you from time to time but never thought enough to drop a line. I have so much to say but no way to say it. I don’t know where you go when you die but wherever that may be I hope to make it there some day and drink a beer, smoke a J and go for a cruise.
No one can tell what goes on in between the person you were and the person you become. No one can chart that blue and lonely section of hell. There are no maps of the change. You just come out the other side.
Or you don’t."