you know it.

Jul 03, 2007 17:46


John Salvor Kotsakis



He made sure I grew up safe.
He cooked me food when I was still young enough to burn myself on the stove.
So he still cooks for me.
He raised me to be strong.
He raised me to think for myself.
He taught me how to love and how to believe in myself.
He gave me a strength and courage that only a brother could give.
He showed me how evil the world could be then showed me how to make mine better.
He pays me out all the time, but that's how I love it.
He hogs the toilet paper and always takes the last cookie.
He always waits until the mold can walk before cleaning the bathroom.
He will always be my concert buddy.
He pushes people back in the mosh pit so I can jump around like an idiot.
He'll always wait in lines for hours with me, because he wants to see me happy.
He gives so much that I wonder how I can repay him.
He's ten years older than me but that doesn't matter because we're closest we can ever be.
I jump on his bed to wake him up.
He farts in my room and I kick him out.
He tells me off and sometimes makes me cry.
But we'll always be on each other's side.
He makes sure I make the right decisions and when he can't convince me, he supports me all he can.
He believes in my dreams.
I thrive off his spirit.
I believe that we'll never ever part.

july third nineteen eighty one
26 years young bro.

I love you with all my heart.
happy birthday.



leave him comment love please.
It'll mean the world to him.
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