I have no idea why you are so depressed, but I want it to stop. You probably have no idea how much you mean to certain people, including me. I can't even put half of this into words, but I'll do the best I can.
You are my bestest friend in the world. You are always awesome, and you always manage to make me laugh, even after a really hard day. No matter what, you can brighten my day. Despite all that, you can be serious, too, when there is a meaningful conversation. Somehow, that always makes me feel better as well.
You can draw really well, and I can see how much progress you've made over this year. At this rate, you will be better than me soon. You learn quickly and I will bet you have a great future ahead of you, if you can just get through this.
I really enjoy talking to you, even if we are far apart now. Somehow, I can always talk to you about anything. Our minds are a lot the same. It's always been like that. Even those days at the costic center when I would steal your iPad and record weird videos, and when we would all draw stuff and talk about Dickboy.
Please, don't feel bad. There's some bad stuff sometimes, but it will pass if you give it time. Don't ever give up. You are strong and I know you can make it through anything.
