I miss you so much man. I miss our friendship and the conversations we had, whether they were fun conversations or helping each other out or whatever. Sometimes when I’m upset I think about what you would probably say and it makes me feel better but not as good as I’d feel if it was you just straight telling me. Everybody misses you and whenever your name is brought up it’s for a happy memory. I can’t wait to see you again someday so I can wish you a happy birthday to your face.
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3 hours ago on June 20, 2013 at 12:58am
