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To whom it may concern,

I miss you. I've been missing you this past week and it really hurts me since you left. I hate not having you around, and often will reminisce on the old days when we used to be inseperable. You always supported me in my times of need, making me stand up for myself and giving me a sense of invincibility that no-one else could. Together we did so many things, like rock climbing, parkour, moshing together at great gigs, airsofting, general dicking around the playing fields with our mates. There was one accident involving jumping in a moving car which ended with both of us flat out on the ground after bouncing off the open door, and we laughed about it later when we had recovered from those scrapes and bruises.

Alas though, you have gone from my life, leaving me feeling about a hundred years older than my twenty two years on this mortal coil. I sometimes cry and shake from the pain of not having you there. I can't stand this. You were the one thing holding me in place, keeping me from disintegrating into a thousand squishy pieces. And now you're gone. I don't know when you're coming back, if at all, and whether we'll be able to go back to how things were with both of us so strong together.

Please, for fucks sake, I hate having a bad back. Please, good back, come back to me asap.
(Ghost Atreides enjoying incontestable health benefits on, Fri 5 Mar 2010, 15:11, Reply)