Tuesday, December 11, 2007

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Yeobo,
Our birthdays have passed, our anniversary has passed, and 13 weeks have passed with no word. I need to speak with you. Now, your e-mail account has closed or is full. Your parents don't want me to call. I'm going off the deep end. I hope to hear from you before the year's end. This is just too much. Wait, wait, wait. I will have to write the embassy and the police department again and let them know what fucking scumbags they are. They don't even have the decency to reply to my letters. It's almost time for me to send a barrage of letters to these dogs and give them a piece of my mind, which is just about what's left of it.

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