• Dear John,

    by  • July 9, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Miss You • 0 Comments

    I miss you so much it hurts. This sounds like that stupid ass book about romance, but it’s not about romance. You’re my big brother. You’ve always been there for me and I need you right now. Where are you? Please come home. I need your laughter, your support, your hugs. You always stood up to mom and dad whenever they tried to tear me down. You’re my rock. Now I’m all alone.
    Please come home.
    I miss you.

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