Dear Dewey,
I love you. Thats all there is to it. If your reading this, I didn't make it. I'm sorry. I guess 4 massacres were my maximum, huh. It was 1996. That time, we were young and dumb. We didn't see eachother until 1997. When you were stabbed. I thought you were dead. Until I saw you being loaded into the ambulance. Then we were seperated. And then back together. Forever. But, if your reading this, forever has been cut short. Tell Sidney i love her, that is, if she survives aswell. Goodbye, Dewey.
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K so i know its bad but i've been wanting to post it for a while. K bye.- j x