To my parents.
Dear papa and mama,
First off, thanks for everything, raising me to be the person I am today. Even though you barely know the real me. (no, it's nothing bad) Maybe one day you will figure out and I hope you don't blame yourselves for my misbehaviour at times, but that's just how the cookie crumbles (okay that sounded depressing), rephrase: course of nature (ahh, much better). Yes, mama, this is how I converse or at least voice out my thoughts, with brackets.
Anyway, thank you both for showing me the love and care every child needs, and for the patience and understanding. Oh, and I think something fishy is going on with Ruben. Very suspicious. But seemingly, none of all our businesses (well, okay, I'll snoop around, no guarantees).
Bye the way, the world has changed since your times. Yes, it's a more cruel and wicked world. But, what can you do? There is no need to complain about people smoking in public, bear with it. It's not like when you say 'Yuck this smoke is horrible' the smoke will vanished evidently right. And even though you blame people for doing these bad (well not to say bad), non-beneficial things, some times even they don't want it or didn't want it in the first place.
And don't think I'm an evil person because I'm not, for saying all this I mean.
Your loving son forever, B.
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