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these kids go out and kill themselves doing what they love, and you should give them the recgonition they deserve.
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RIP Bo Sawyer, First and Foremost.
I remember your modest mouse tshirt the first day I met you in Pinedale. The weekend I spent in Visalia at Kyle's house when Mikey had to leave and how you made fun of me for wearing the same jeans two days in a row.I remember sitting on your bed at your house with john spring watching PETA videos and hating that we had just eaten jack in the box. I remember your first message, and your last one. The drives to Visalia and the times at retard park. Mostly, I remember how I'll never forget you.
You will always be in my heart.
Shields AVE & Chris' Meat Market for life, yo.
My one and only.
My best friend.
You're my favourite because you're a modern day gypsy, and you basically fumble your way all over the US, sleeping in trees, or in my bed, or on the beach. You've been there for me through thick and thin, you've watched me lose everything I've ever had, and then stayed around to help pick up all the pieces.You're the only person I trust in this world with my life, with my love, and the only person I know of who's smile could melt hearts from 2816 miles away. My mom has called the cops on you, your mom has offered to house me more often than you.we've stayed up three days straight playing zelda, and slept for 36 hours in my room. I should be so lucky as to find a guy who will treat me with even half the decency and respect you've shown me.
you are, without a doubt, the best friend i could ever ask for.
i love you with all of my heart.