heyy Ashy poo
now it feels more like a normal letter huh?
remember when we were on tour, and you though i had an eating disorder cause i always skipped breakfast? after we cleared that up, you became a little bit like my personal therapist.
at that time, i didnt know you were severely depressed, self harming and also had an eating disorder
thats the definition of broken. still at the same time, you wanted to help me while you were falling apart
maybe that's an accurate description of you; always helpful even if it means letting yourself down, and it is both a harmful and good trait.
i cant thank you enough for being there for me at all costs, it was a key to me living this long. you're the oldest, but you cannot always take responsibility for everything. please remember that.
also, can you tell the boys this, that if you find another lead, please take the chanse, and make 5es oh es live. i dont care if you write new songs, albums, talk shit about us or me, just make our band live on.
theres so much i would want to thank you for, but i couldnt ever put words for it, and the thanking would just fade and seem ungrateful. there arent even words enough for my thankfulness
i still remember that boy with a straightened fringe, and so skinny that he had to buy skinny jeans that was intended to be womenswear.
i loved that Ash, and i love this Ash
can you notice that im still tryna thank you?
but i cant
its too late
all love this world can take
a hardcore lashton hemwin shipper
that one mofo who sings about underwear
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Dear Boys [5sos]
FanfictionLuke Hemmings, the lead singer of the Australian band 5 Seconds of Summer, has committed suicide. Behind, he left a group who are on the edge on breaking up, and three bandmates to whom he left notes for them to find <i should probably not be cre...