Sometimes i wish you know how much it meant to me...
I cherish each and every drop of memories..
I dont want you to buy a new one.
I want the old one.
My first and very helmet.
It meant so much to me.
It contain my first excitement and joy to have my long dreamed helmet.
It contain my memories of my first long trip and so much more.
Sometime you just cant see it through aint?
I am sad.
As usual...
Such a disappointment.
I always hope you could feel how much it meant to me.
May daddy god bless you.
Loves,
Me.
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