Dear douchebag

If you happen to read this I imagine you’re the one who stole my things last night at Shepherd’s Bush’ Walkabout, flipped through my photos in my camera and saw the photo I took of my blog. Congrats for putting your two brain cells into action and typing the name of my blog to Google. I hope you enjoy my stuff, especially my driver’s license. That’s sure to come in handy. I definitely had fun being alone, crying and trying to figure out how to get home after you took my phone, money, camera and debit cards. Thanks for that memory!

I don’t mind if you keep my things. They are just material stuff. If you have any heart, could you send me my memory card, please? That memory card contains irreplaceable memories of people who are very dear to me. It would mean the world to me if I could get it back. I’m sure you only stole my things because you’re poor and hungry and not because you’re a complete and utter asshole.

Drop me a line at livebeforeyoudie@hotmail.fi and I’ll send you the address where you can send it.

Do the right thing and restore my faith in people, please.