nod from you, makes me feel so happy as a child. Your eye (and your mole) give you me the right feeling to goes on in that lonely day i’m passing just with my thoughts. And my thoughts are all just for you. With few pic and minivideo you let me know you’re ok and maybe now you are with you parents to spend the holidays with them.
I just hope you rest yourself a little, before to continue to write your novel. And maybe you can read the letter i sent you few days ago. And maybe you will have time, but above all, the desire to reply to that stupid letter.
However, you have no idea, how you made me feel happy with this few instagram story. I thinking about you.