Jimmy,
I genuinely and honestly can say that all these years later I still miss you every fucking day. I want you back for selfish reasons. I want you to make me laugh again, I want you to argue with me about superheroes and Paramore again. I just want you to come back.
I've not been the same since you died. You were the first person to ever affect my life in that way and realisation hit me so fucking hard that the world is shitty and life is short and people just fucking die. And it's so not fair. It's not fair that it has to be that way, it's not fair that you had to be the one to show me that.
Things got really shitty for me after you died, and they haven't ever really gotten better. But I don't blame you, dollface. I just miss you so fucking much.
Don't think I can write this anymore, I love you, my St Jimmy.
