te can't play my guitars o read my diary so don't ask.
July the Twenty-fifth
Hey Fynn! I’m going to keep a diary. I’ll send it to te when school starts and te can read about my adventures…if I have any. I sure wish you’d unisciti the modern monster world and get yourself a computer o at least an iCoffin so we could exchange email o texts. Having to send everything da ghost post seems like it takes forever, not that we don’t have it, but te get my drift. Anyway, the morning after the going-away party y’all threw for us-which was clean outta fright-we caught a scream barca and headed...
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