After one-two weeks when we were writing  I was even more surprised that we still have what to talk about, my opinion of you was changing positively with every following day. But how can it not to? You're the only person with whom I have discussed all sorts of topics. Starting from literature (Oscar Wilde, Dickens, Pirandello most you ahaha) politics, dictators. The dictators are really important, because we were so crazy to discuss not dictators generally, but our selfs as dictators. And everything started from this test, when I started realizing we have a lot in common. To continue with our mutual hate to communism, fashion, of course... And I chose  Lagerfeld for a background because, he is like a cumulative image, he's a crazy genius, works in  the fashion industry and has a cat... I can't say who of us is crazier, but surely you're more intelligent and  you're one of the very, very  few people of which I ask myself why do you talk to me, don't you see that I'm not that wise. I have told you sooo many random things, I can't even count them... my birthday, my monologue about flowers, Victoria Secret models, and send you photos of girls to ask you what's your opinion.. You laugh at my "patriotic" words and don't judge me like most people do.

Not to mention how many times I have complained about my father or explained you what I have done to him, because I don't like him and your reaction is always "Poor dad!", you know about the "Minions" story... I even don't want to think more about that because I ask myself why I have told you all that, but the truth is that even though I have seen you only once I trust you. I trust you a lot more than... I even don't know with whom to compare you, because in the last few months there isn't another person I have shared more. Even in the beginning when I sent you... some photos, I should have been crazy.