Little letters.

Dear Lindsay,

Seriously, you need to cool it.

-Ice cream.

Dear Loo,

Keep letting me do it's own thing, it'll be long soon.

-Your hair .

Dear Lindsay Dawn,
It could be worse.
-Your thyroid.


Dear  Lucy,

I understand I frustrate you, but keep fighting the urge to thrown me against the wall.

-You phone.

Dear Lulu,

I know that you get frustrated if you can't play me perfectly the first time, you'll get it with practice.

-Piano

Dear Blondie,

Maybe you should just buy the song by now.
-YouTube.

Dear Lady bug,

You don't need that chocolate.

-Your booty.

Dear Lindsay,

Just because you aren't married doesn't mean you love him less than any other married couple.

-The good people.

Dear Linz,
Keep working hard. Be patient. You will get what you want.
-Your future self.