Dear
Phoebe,
Hey
sis! It’s me, your depressed brother. I’ve
been messing up real bad lately. I
flunked out of Pency and now they are giving me the boot.
I can’t seem to get a hold of my life.
It seems like I’m not getting anywhere.
Maybe someday I’ll know what the hell I’m doing.
I have to leave for a while but I’ll keep in touch.
I won’t spend your money on real stupid sh#t.
I care for you a lot sis. Quit
your smoking to it’s bad for you.