Dear Friend,
Even though I know that capitalizing the word "friend" is incorrect, I think a friend is more important than anything else, though people argue that family is most important. I refute that idea, more or less because I hate it. Friends are people you can choose to have in your life, and family are people you are forced to have in your life. However, I digress.
The reason I chose to write to you is because I hope that you would listen, that you will at least attempt to understand what I am trying to understand. The world needs to make more attempts, even if that attempt will fail by the word of fate. Attempts show care and support for that person. To me, that is the best affectionate expression in the world.
I always hated characters like Anse Bundren, selfish, guilt tripping, unsympathetic, pretty much the worst character alive. I know that is harsh to say, but the purpose behind Faulkner's characterization of Anse Bundren makes me sick. I noticed why I hate him so much. It is because there are people in my life who resemble him.
I dislike that I cannot put a name for you; it seems a bit rude. I apologize for putting you as anonymous for it resembles the quality of invisible.
With love,
Me.
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