To be real, I miss you. I know you don’t give a fuck, because that’s just the person you are.. But I miss you. And I mean, the thought of you being gone from my life, it makes me sad. You were my best friend. I told you everything. I don’t know how we drifted apart. I guess we are both bad at keeping in touch. But I mean, for a while, we were damn close. The dynamic fucking duo. We did everything together. Hung out all the time… Then we just kinda stopped. It sucks because I miss all the stupid shit we used to laugh about and when we got drunk after homecoming. And you threw up on my floor… Haha. Like I miss all of our bull shit conversations and I mean, for the longest time you were the only person that was there for me. The only person who I would take advice from. The only person I believe truly gave a fuck about me. Man you kept me alive for a while. Like in my head I’m just contemplating suicide and then like, I’m like nah I got shit to do tomorrow with my best friend. I miss that shit. Hanging out in my car after school. All the fucking time. Buying food, smoking weed, or just scaring the shit out of your sister… Like just everything we did together… Smoking a cigarette in your backyard :p man you are a baaaaaad influence(; haha see now I’m just sad. Like bitch I fucking loved you bro. I thought it was me and you for fucking ever bro. Us against the world. You were the robin to my batman! The fucking milk to my cereal. Like you made my days fucking the best at pinnacle. Like I hate that school, but hanging out with you at least made it tolerable. I had someone to laugh with and talk shit with. Omg English class was the best. Just getting yelled at by mrs rothe and talking all hour. Haha I don’t think I learned shit in that class because I talked to you all fucking hour. Haha. But shit dude I really miss you… :/ BFF bro…
