ryder, obviously ive been writing for you. im not real sure you've read these chapters or not. but you mean quite a lot to me. although im absolutely no one special, only another friend of yours. you're very very special to me, you seem to be the only person who cares for everyone. no matter what you give every person a chance, and you don't ignore them. you make them feel welcomed and at home. at least you did for me, honestly i liked you from the beginning. i like how we can do things normal people wouldn't. how i can paint your back like a canvas, paint your face like your a little kid. share stories with you and you wouldn't judge me. i like how we can bring our inner kid out, building blanket forts, hide and seek, cheek kisses. it all seems special with you. although it's the most simple things. you just make me genuinely happy.
