Letter Eight

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Twenty-Four Days After...

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. So fucking sorry.

I didn't get you anything for your birthday AND I was drunk. I'm such a shitty boyfriend.

I'm a shitty friend, son, brother, boyfriend....

In general I'm just a shitty person.

Please don't hate me, Kenny. I really am sorry. I didn't mean to blow up on you or anything, I swear. I just... I don't know. I miss you and I just wanna kiss the fuck outta you.

Also some else came over again. It was Token and Clyde this time.

They tried getting me out the house, or at least my room. I didn't cooperate, though, and just flipped them off.

Don't they understand that I don't wanna talk? Especially after what I did to you?

I'm really am sorry about by the way. I regret it so much.

Please don't be pissed with me, babe.

Love you<3

-Craig McCormick

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