i've been searching for days around london, i feel like i've checked every building and every corner of london, i think its time i leave.
i'm not leaving you, i'm not giving up on this. i know you, i know your stubbornness. you've probably went to florida, your home. i took all my money, i didnt have much left, me and darryl didn't make a lot.
i ran back home, i have to take your car. i have to go to florida. i'm crazy, i'm beggining to see that and i dont think i care, i want to see you clay
i'd give the world up to see your face.your stupid letter made me believe you're out there, and i still think you are, i still think you might be.
i got home, i got your car.
it had the dandelions from our lake in it. it had our memories, i drove off and bought plane tickets because i have a bit more than enough. i guess i had more money then i thought i did
you paypalled me, i saw the notifications
but that was before you "died"
i never got to thank you.im determend to hug you, let you know i'm here.
please be alive.
- sincerely, george, only yours
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