Maybe she’d come to a birthday fight ….ill just bring along the cake to eat in the ambulance afterward.
God I miss you. I just want a hug, to talk. I miss your stories and conversation. Your voice felt like a warm hug, and you had this way of making everything…even a trip to the dollar store seem like an adventure. I miss your horrible attitude and chain smoking, the outright weirdness, and the laughter. There’s so much more to you then meets the eye too. You’re an amazing, smart and capable human being. There is no limit to what you can do. I believe that with my whole heart, and I love you so much. I have never been so proud to call someone my best friend. I’m so sorry I hurt you. No matter what happens, I hope you know I mean that sincerely. You made my world a better place…you also fucked it up pretty bad. Doesn’t matter though, for good or bad, and no matter what happens I truly did/do love you.