dear emma.

you have actually been my longest friend. all though i had done alot of changing and growing up and maturing since i was 12 we are still the same, we grew up the same, under the same circumstances and our family’s shared the same morals.

then you locked me in a room when i was 12 and sung really bad till i cried. YOUR A FUCKING BITCH! i joke, i joke, we’ve gotten past this now :) we keep saying were going to catch up, but you keep forgetting about me hahah. to be completely honest with you that kind of upsets me.

see i was thinking the other day, i dont really have anyone who knows me completely, the real and full me. i havent had anyone who was there for me through everything, not even my family. you weer the closest person i could think of. i dont EVER want to lose you.

or our retard babie sex sessions lol, with you evil grandma and the times when your mum used to cut my hair, or we would sing…

i just have so many great memories with you i want to create more…

xxxxxxx