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you know, ever since i've watched 'the perks of being a wallflower', i always think about the people i love most and what they're going through. i know you are struggling my love, and i absolutely hate the world for making you feel any less worthy of the exceedingly abundant amount of love and joy that you deserve. i ponder the quote, "we accept the love we think we deserve." quite often, as i wonder if the people i adore think they aren't deserving of that tranquil feeling when you know you're loved and cared for. and i hope to the bottom of my soul- that i have never, ever, made you feel like you are not enough, or that i don't love you enough to destroy a fucking planet for you, because i really do. and i really would. you mean the absolute universe and beyond to me. and it tears at my soul that you can't see the beauty in yourself sometimes, because when i first ever met you, even without seeing your face, i knew your ray of sunshine personality, your forgiving eyes, your real and genuine heart, all from you. you. you are the light in the depths of my despair, and i want you to always remember that. i recall when i first met you, and i looked up to you so much, as i was so fond of how kindhearted you were to such a little account like mine, and i always dreamt of us becoming close friends and having stupid little matching themes- but now look at us. you're my favorite online person, to the point where my irl friends ask me, "how is charli?" because i rave about how sweet and loving you are to me. i love you, i do. i really do. "we accept the love we think we deserve." i'll never let you believe that you don't deserve my loyalty and love to you, because i'm devoted to you, char. my best friend. i love you.