I'm so emo, it hurts my legs.
I was going to write seperate comments to the each of you, but I feel that I could be a bit more productive if I hit you both back at the same time. This summer would not have been what it was had I not had you two in it. I've spent countless nights at both of your homes, and have made 23489723897 memories in each location. You two mean so much to me, and it kicked my ass last night when I was leaving Marcy's. I'm not gonna lie, I cried from the moment I stepped out that door to the time I walked into the kitchen of my house, and moments through the night after that. I am not going to have anywhere to go every night until 1.30 or 2 anymore. I am not going to have a home that I can just show up randomly with a mildy fast car and have everyone find it acceptable for me to take their child for a ride. I don't have a home where I can come over at 1am, just to hang out with your dad. I am not going to have a home where I feel so loved and welcome as I do at your houses. There's so many little things that I'm not going to have in Nashville, but I do know that I'll get to talk to you everyday, and then get to talk to you sooner than later, and hopefully I'll get to see you both long before I come home. I'm only gone for 14 months, guys. I'll come back before you know it, long before you expect it, and it'll all be over.
Steve, I have no real way to react to your post. You brought quite a few tears to my eyes, while making me smile, and even laugh at times. I just want you to know that I'm going to miss you just as much as you'll miss me. There was no need to make your post longer than you had, it did it's job within the first few lines. Just a few things though. I'd appreciate it if you didn't bring up the basketball jacuzzi anymore and you REALLY need to quit smoking ;) There may be a thing or two you missed though, like the fact that we met in summer school (with switch hitter hernandez as our teacher, and that sick andy kid) and the countless times you've made me fart and laugh when you tell a funny. While I'm gone I just want you to think of me every day before you go to work, because even though you'll be making it there on time from here on out, I know you're going to miss me when you're walking out that door to go to your car, because you no longer have someone there to harass the FUCK out of you as you're getting ready, causing you to be just a tad late. I'm going to miss our cigarette breaks, our highspeed drives, and everything else that's happened since summer school. Keep your chin up man, and everything will be fine. Like I said, I'll be home long before you expect it, and it'll be okay.
P.S.>You really need to quit smoking. It's bad for you, sickie.
Marcy, As with Steve's post, I have no real way to respond. I just don't know how to. When someone close to you dies, an angel is brought into your life. And though I've said it before, I couldn't be happier that you're the angel that landed in mine. I could tell you that so many times that it would become cliche but I can't help it, because it's the truth. You mean so much to me, you're a unique person in my life and you stick out among the rest. I'm going to miss our hours of conversation, our late night movie routine, all of our sick jokes, I could go on forever. I'm happy that we became friends when we did, and even happier that we became closer this summer. The next four months may be hard on both of us, and even though we're only able to talk on sunday evenings, we will make it through this, it'll be easier than you think. We're hanging out when you go back to Baltimore, if you decide that is where you want to go when you come home from Italia. Keep your head up for me, left handed buddy, everything will be over before you know it.
I'm sorry if I missed anything, you guys are just too sick to sum everything up in one post.
Steve, I have no real way to react to your post. You brought quite a few tears to my eyes, while making me smile, and even laugh at times. I just want you to know that I'm going to miss you just as much as you'll miss me. There was no need to make your post longer than you had, it did it's job within the first few lines. Just a few things though. I'd appreciate it if you didn't bring up the basketball jacuzzi anymore and you REALLY need to quit smoking ;) There may be a thing or two you missed though, like the fact that we met in summer school (with switch hitter hernandez as our teacher, and that sick andy kid) and the countless times you've made me fart and laugh when you tell a funny. While I'm gone I just want you to think of me every day before you go to work, because even though you'll be making it there on time from here on out, I know you're going to miss me when you're walking out that door to go to your car, because you no longer have someone there to harass the FUCK out of you as you're getting ready, causing you to be just a tad late. I'm going to miss our cigarette breaks, our highspeed drives, and everything else that's happened since summer school. Keep your chin up man, and everything will be fine. Like I said, I'll be home long before you expect it, and it'll be okay.
P.S.>You really need to quit smoking. It's bad for you, sickie.
Marcy, As with Steve's post, I have no real way to respond. I just don't know how to. When someone close to you dies, an angel is brought into your life. And though I've said it before, I couldn't be happier that you're the angel that landed in mine. I could tell you that so many times that it would become cliche but I can't help it, because it's the truth. You mean so much to me, you're a unique person in my life and you stick out among the rest. I'm going to miss our hours of conversation, our late night movie routine, all of our sick jokes, I could go on forever. I'm happy that we became friends when we did, and even happier that we became closer this summer. The next four months may be hard on both of us, and even though we're only able to talk on sunday evenings, we will make it through this, it'll be easier than you think. We're hanging out when you go back to Baltimore, if you decide that is where you want to go when you come home from Italia. Keep your head up for me, left handed buddy, everything will be over before you know it.
I'm sorry if I missed anything, you guys are just too sick to sum everything up in one post.