I miss you every second, of every minute, of every hour, of every day. I just want you to come home, so we can corrupt every "straight-edge" kid in our school. And go on adventures in confed, then come back and go to sunny mart, where the asians always know we're baked, because we grab like every item we can... At least get your phone set up properly so we can talk on it, I haven't heard your voice in so long and it's killing me. I don't think we've ever gone this long. I just need to talk to you, and tell you every things going to be alright, and that you'll learn to love your new home, and I'll learn to love my home without you in it.
Honestly, friends are important because they are the family you get to choose. They are the ones you trust, admire, the ones you laugh with, cry with, drink with, blaze with, even fight with. But at the end of the day, they've got your back, always. And if they don't, fuck them. Because they're not worth it. I have been through so many bull shit friendships over the years, but you have never once left my side, not once.
You're my family Lora, and I love you.
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