I hope my friends know that I care. Every night before bed I check their blogs just to see how they’re going. This might not mean much to them but for me I know my tumblr would know how I’m feeling before any of my friends did. And if you guys are looking at this ily a trilly 😘

Honestly, I don’t understand why people don’t like you. I mean, sure, you’re mean and abusive every now and then but it’s always in a friendly way. Most people hate you but I don’t because I know you’re a good person under that mean exterior. You’re actually one of the few people I trust my life with. You have no idea how grateful I am to have you in my life and some people just don’t get to see how great you actually are. I mean from buying me things and helping me navigate on the bus to being there for me when I’m crying and sad and just really upset. You’re there to keep me from doing stupid things especially when it come to stupid things that would hurt me. No matter how little we talk now, you’ve still got my back and I really am grateful for that. I don’t know how I’m going to survive when you graduate. Some people really shouldn’t judge a book by its cover. I’m just glad I can call you a friend and that I have someone like you in my life. I’m sorry that so many other people hate you. I know you’re a nice guy. But they just don’t see it.