Letters to Orlando: Part I

Dear caramel apple that I ate whilst alone in my room,

You were utterly magnificent.

Everything a caramel apple bought at the slightly-over-priced Disney store should be.

I'll love you always.

Or at least as long as the flavor lingers.

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Dear Venezuala, 

Thank you for sending this man to be my brother.

I'm so happy to know that I won't starve if ever I find myself in your country.

These.

Were.

Delicious.

I want to belong with you.

Even if belonging with you means I have to look like this: 

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Dear new Penguin Friends,

I wanted to pet you so bad.

I was so happy to be close enough to get bitten. 

Thanks for bringing Sea World to me, since someone (see my above Venezualan Connection) wouldn't bring me to see you.

And also for not biting me.

I'll always be enraptured by you.

Loving Orlando (not Bloom),

TFW

For more Letters To Orlando: Part II, Part III, Part IV