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Skylar was my rebellious friend and has been for a couple years now. When her parents got married, she sent them away for their honeymoon, more for her own sake then theirs. In that week, I learned more about her than I ever did in the two years of our friendship.
No.
This isn't some cheesy love story, but I did love the girl. Late night graffiti and the early mornings passed out at Denny's. Underage drinking, bizarre placements for tattoos, and God, I couldn't be happier to spend that last week with her.

"Sometimes I come up here, and I...just...think. And I look at these city lights, and it reminds me that there are bigger problems than mine. And that everything will be okay."