Here.

Los Angeles

(In a year I hope to be here.)

Dear Los Angeles,

You are a bitch. You are dirty and vain. Your streets are overcrowded and everyone drives like shit. But at the age of 10 I fell in love with you and I don't know why. I miss our walks down Wilshire Blvd and Santa Monica beach. Oh and you can't forget Venice Beach. I miss the musical beat of the citie's chaotic noise. I miss seeing celebrities on the streets.

I just miss you, you bastard of a city.

If I think I do really want to do what I think I want to do then I shall be meeting you soon.

(3 years has been far too long)

Sincerely yours,

Ferni