Well, what is there really to say? Today is her birthday, she won’t answer her calls so I just figured I’d write a letter here on this tumblr shit and maybe she’ll see it sooner or later. HURDUR. Anyways, she’s just amazing. She’s beautiful, clever, and pretty damn wise. I mean, literally she is all 3 of those traits. She has low self esteem, but that’s okay because I also have low self esteem, so we can help each other out. Sometimes I figure that maybe she IS an alien from another planet. It seems legit. Idunno though. She’s just amazing really. To me she is. I love her, it’s true. Sometimes I think she doesn’t really love me, but she says she does so I don’t feel bad. Maybe she just likes me and not really loves me at all. Yeah, I know that I’m too young, but yeah dude. It just fucking happened. Fucking miracles, br0. Oh well, if she doesn’t then she doesn’t, I don’t mind. As long as she exists I’m happy. I just love everything about her. What is there not to? I love her smile. I love her accent. I love her laugh. I love how shy she is. I love how she’s quiet at certain moments. I love how she’s shorter than me and has to get on her toes to see my face to face. I just. Love everything about her. Yeah, moving sucks, but really 90 miles isn’t shit compared to what other people are doing right now. Fucking 10th graders over 1,000 miles apart, fuckin’ miraclez. It’s sad how no one really believes we’re going to last other than our close friends, at least my close friends. My parents say “it doesn’t work, it’s not going to last, she’s going to cheat on you.” but then I ask them “Have you ever been in one?” Of course, they reply with no. Defining they don’t really have the right to doubt me. I’ve proven them wrong multiple times before. They said my legs were abnormally too large and it’s unhealthy for me to run in Cross Country. Bam, I ended up being part of the top 15 best runners on my team, and the best freshman runner in my team. Proven wrong yet again. They said I was too clumsy to longboard and I was just never use it. Bam, they were wrong. Life is based on one person being wrong and the other may be right. Even if there’s 2 people left in the world, one person is going to want the other person dead. I’m not really emphasizing about death, but just proving things to some sort of extent. I’m going off topic, I’m stupid. LOL. I just. Love her. I wish I could see her. Anyways, happy birthday Mary Justine. Hopefully you’ll see this post later today or later this month or hell, later this year. I just hope we do actually last until, until forever. Really. Also, tl;dr, I love you. Pictures unrelated.