the fuck
Goddamnit. Its been a decade. We fought, we laughed, we cried, we were family. We partied, we travelled, and we were obnoxiously young. You had your hardships that worried you more than those that loved you. They weren't a secret, just like mine. The only difference im sitting here wishing I would have talked sense into you a bit sooner, rather than letting you think I was angry, or that anyone would have done anything but accept you. You're not. Love ya buddy, a truer brother I've never known. A better friend I've not let down. But you would have made your choices regardless because you were stubborn