Josh

Thank you for telling me how you feel. I've been through the worst with so many people that nowadays couldn't give two shits about me, and I've listened to them and I've been there and in the end they still left and I'm telling you right now you can always talk to me. You can be as brutally honest as you want. It'll only help me in the end, and if it'll help you too, please, fucking break me with the truth. I want you to be okay. Even if there's ever a time we're not friends, I need you to be okay because you fucking deserve to be. You're great, you're great you're great you're great you're great and I'll say it until it sinks in, until my throat is dry and I've emptied a bag of cough drops I'll say it because I love you. You're like an older brother to me, and I need you to be okay. And don't you dare sorry about me until the point it makes you sick ever again. No matter how shitty I feel, I pinky promised you. I'll keep that promise until I'm rotting away in a nursing home, or until I fall in a ditch or whatever ends my life. I'll keep that promise because I care about you and I love you and I need you to be okay. So please, be okay.