He says he's doing alright. And, for the most part, I believe him. He;s worried about me. Heh. He should be worried about himself.
One thing's for sure... That bitch that fucked with him better hope I NEVER run into her. That's a curb-stomping that's been WELL deserved. Fucking bitch.
His letter made me cry, which I'm sure it wasn't suppsoed to.
I just want my brother back home.
I might update more tomorrow about what the letter said. We'll see what kind of time I have at work.