Dear Rosie,

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I know you hate it when I call you that but once I said it, it kinda stuck. honestly im not quite sure as to where this note is going. I remember you telling me that you don't like reading long things, and that after a bit you just start skimming it but if you can, please read all of this, no matter how stupid it gets.

I remember when we first met. we made our own little tv show with pedo bear, Barbara palvin, logan learman and barney was there wasnt he? im not sure. I also remember our nicknames. I was your horny teddy bear and you were my sexual unicorn. another thing I remember are the ask questions oh gosh. people kept telling me that you and I would make a great couple and they insisted that you liked me but I never thought of you like that back then and im not sure why. everything is kinda fuzzy after all of that really. we'd talk every now and then. when I became drew, im not quite sure what my intentions were. I'd had the account for a while, but im glad im who I am now. you're, without a doubt, the best thing thats ever happened to me. I know that seems a bit extraordinary but its true. when I first started having feelings for you I was scared. maybe it was because we'd been best friends for so long. all I can remember was wanting to kiss you so badly. and when we finally got together I fell so hard and so fast. I was beyond happy and you were the reason behind every smile. I blamed myself the first time we broke up. I was afraid that I would scare you off by asking you to marry me and I did. the day after you said yes we were over and I didn't think I had it in me to cry that much. I don't know why im such a sensitive person I hate it. you said that we were two different people. that you liked books and tea and sweet things. I told you I'd change for you didn't I? look at me now. I did most of this for you, but I like myself the way I am now. the second time we were together went by so fast I can't even remember when and where it happened. but just like you, I'll always remember the car. that night you made me feel so amazing and happy. if I could've stayed like that for forever I wouldn't have minded in the slightest. another thing I remember is when I kissed your scars and told you how much I loved you and how much you meant to me. I also remember when you broke a vase or something and cut yourself with it. I pulled you into the bathroom and washed it up for you while you kept trying to yank and pull away while screaming at me and crying. that broke my heart. I hated seeing you like that it hurt. I think about you all the time you've never left my mind. im not scared that you'll hurt me again, because I trust you. and I love you and I always will. god theres so much more I want to say but I can't. im sorry for being a shit head sometimes and causing problems and im sorry for ever hurting you thats never been an intention of mine. just.. fuck this note probably makes no fucking sense because its almost 3 in the morning and I just love you alright. I always fucking will.

Merry Christmas Rosie

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