Disillusionment - Matthew Daddario

F o u r t e e n

Dear Matthew,

I'm not sure why this particular memory sticks out. But it does.

Remember when I got my first hangover?

Well you should for sure, because thinking about it, it was your idea to drink that night and you dared me to get wasted beyond comprehension.

Besides the point though, the next day. I. Was. HANGING LIKE AN ABSOLUTE MOTHERFUCKING BITCH.

And you found it absolutely downright fucking hilarious because you handled your hangover like a pro and I was back to begging for death to take me once more.

Unfortunately it didn't but you were ever the faithful and trusted best friend.

Matt, you built an god awful blanket fort and watched chick flicks all day with me.

You even continued to watch them after your aforementioned god awful blanket fort collapsed on us and I was asleep.

You were once a god saviour and my best friend.

Hear that? "Once"

Not anymore; now you just suck ass.

Love Ivy.