32. I miss you.

Last Saturday, the 4th of October, was the worst day of my life. Well, its in my top 5 shittiest days ever. For about 4-5 years he has been my best friend. I could of cried at the very moment i saw him crash and burn.. well, he didn't actually burn, but he snapped. Mmmm. You may call me crazy, but I really want to have a ceremony of him, to commemorate the years we've spent together. Best years of my life. I don't know what I'm going to do without him. I think I'd prefer me to go then him, and leave him for my grandchildren to embrace his awesomeness. I don't know why I'm saying this but i think I'd rather him be here, safe and sound then to meet P.. P.. P.. Paramore. Gah, that was hard to say, but its true. I'm going to miss him so much. I love walking with him to Our Lady's (best asphalt EVER), and spending hours just walking around, jumping and just chilling out. I can't do that with many people, or things for that matter. I love folding him up to keep him safe from the evil *awesome thing* eater. Hmmm. I remember one time, i folded him up, as you do, and i couldn't unfold him. I remember balling my eyes out because i thought that was the end. But then of course came the hugest sigh of relief because i fixed him. He was all better. That day is also part of my 5 worst days of my life. It sucked, but he was back. Now he is gone.


Oh the memories...
I Love You.
xoxo d:)