july 20th, 1990

dear richie,

i want you back

please come back

why haven't you answered any of my letters?

i miss you

please come back

the past two weeks at my grandma's were shit.

and now me and steve have to go shopping for school again

school starts in a little bit more than two weeks

i don't think i'll be able to survive it

y'know, with all the bullies

and all the people asking me where you are

and all the horrible adults

i'd rather be in new york with you,

or at least get to stay home from school

i'd do what i've been doing the day since you left;

wake up, cry

have no breakfast, then cry again

stay in my room the whole day while writing letters to you or looking at our polaroids together,

and cry myself to sleep

richie baby you're all i can think about

i miss you and want you back

i can't face the world alone,

vic