i miss you... i miss myself... i miss my life... it starts back the 16th... i'm so scared i wish you were here and could walk me to class like i did you when you started back... i was so proud of you that day... still am you're one of the strongest women i know... do you still read this?
so many good times caused by you... i miss going to the cemetery at night and how the boys were always more afraid than us... i miss sitting in our spot for hours talking about everything and nothing... i miss buffingtons and you tricking me on stage to sing promising you'd sing with me and then you turned off your mic the entire time... i miss how it felt singing on stage with you sitting on the speaker holding your kamakazi... deon laura Paquito cordell chris chasity and the girl who ided me when i was drinking under age but not you... hours at the hop in tawf... our drunken logic and how we never got drunk...
getting off work only to spend hours at sonic... never sleeping... tattoos piercings tattoos... experimenting life... cloves... guitar hero... post secret...
our friendship was just starting this time in 05 was it? it seems like you've always been there though... we were meant to be friends and now that you aren't here i feel like a part of me is missing...
i just feel lost... and i'm afraid... the 16th is coming so fast and you aren't here... i'm so scared to face the world without you... what am i going to do?
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yes I still read this and I miss you too... you are going to be just fine I promis... you are an amazing women and you don't need me to hold your hand anymore... you never really did... you've always had the strength to do it... I have always believed in you and I always will... I'm so proud of you... I love you...
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