Tears catch in the back of my throat, but you won't tell me when you leave. . . Strange, you drive me mad. But I will miss you. Don't forget me on your trip.... You've turned into such a good friend . . . who knew?
Although tonights plans . . . NOT something i'd ever expect from you.. after all you "hated" the nurse fundraiser I dragged you too... I am thinking this may very well be similar... it IS called Freakshow after all. But thats fine.
I guess I'll see you soon... or later... you're so . . . helpful.
maybe I won't miss you after all.
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