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Gilinsky died. This is Johnson's letter to him.

Jack Johnson's pov

Dear Jack

Well... how do I even start? There are so many things that I need to say to you that I never really could say. I guess I'll just start from the beginning. I love you man, so fucking much it hurts. It hurts even more to know that you're gone. I never even got to tell you exactly how much you really meant to me – what you still mean to me. We never talked about that sappy stuff, we always say we're to 'manly' for it, but I love you even more than you could ever imagine. More than I ever thought I could love another person. You're my brother, you're my best friend, you're my life. God I wish it was me in that car instead of you, you were so perfect and I can't believe that they had to take you, oh what a bond god broke when he took you away. I know if you were here with me, watching me write this letter you would tell me how silly it is that I wish it was me, not you... but Jack, I would do anything for you, I would die for you.

Ever since I met you, all those years ago, I have known that you're the most important person in my life, you still are. Every time I think of you I start to cry. Jack, I hate crying, I hate it so much. It makes me hate you for actually doing this to me, bringing all these unwanted emotions out of me, but then I remember just how much I love you. I try block all these painful thoughts and images out of my mind, but it won't go away. The sight of your car; just mangled pieces of metal. I imagine you flying off the road and you turning to Sammy to say you're sorry before you died, because that's the kind of guy you were, you put everyone before yourself. Your heart was so full of love. You were one of a kind buddy. You were the sweetest guy, so full of talent. You had lived your life to the fullest, you were so happy with your life, I know you would have died with a smile on your face but it still hurts to think about.

Of all the things in the world to take you away, it was a car crash. You loved your cars. You drove a little fast in them and scared the shit out of us, but you were always careful. I can't believe after all the crazy shit we have done in our lives a stupid fucking car crash could take you. I thought we were invincible, obviously I was wrong. We were a team Jack, one of the best motherfucking teams in the world. I guess we'll always be a team, just as long as you don't find a new partner in crime up in heaven buddy because it won't be long until I join you up there, just save us a spot.

I still have trouble accepting that you're actually gone. I can't really believe it. I keep hoping that you're going to show up at The Note and drink with us. Make us all laugh just like you used to, we'll all get wasted and go do some stupid shit that we'll definitely regret in the morning, because that's how life was for us. Just one heck of an awesome party. I dream about you Jack and all our memories together. Back in the old days when we were just kids without a care in the world too. You were my best friend, who helped me through all my pain and suffering, all my depressions. It's going to take a lot of time to get used to you not being around to cheer everyone up. All I have left of you is nineteen years of memories, Jack they're what keep me going. I miss you so much

Love Me.

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Sorry I haven't updated! I got sick again but this time it's worse