Well, what an end. I spent the moring before my last day of high school sobbing in my Aunts car because I made some stupid joke about her stinginess with her money the day before, calling her "Scotty" because thats what my dad said her father called her way back when. She told me about how if I was going to be an adult I had to be thoughtful of
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I love you. So much. I'm not drunk, but I thought you should know that. Life is sprialing downhill and uphill simultaneously and it's not making sense. I just know that I'm really really really really glad that you are my friend. *flashback to random drawing/painting moments* *insert A.D.V. here* I miss you a lot and even if I found a gay cowboy here, he could never compare to you.
And I miss your smashing pumpkins jacket that I thought had a starry duck on the back for the longest time. Yeah I pretty much stalked you but in the non-obsessive way. As in I was waaaaay too shy to interrupt your reading.
However we started talking, I'm incredibly glad we did because: hey, I love you.
and this is just a flood of emotion I'm feeling right now. So update. Coz I miss you...adv bitch!
or come to Kansas City coz it's cooler there/there's no snow at all....still in it's 50s here.
and again:
I love you Stewart. and if you read all of that I love you even more.
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