My bad. I miss you, too. You're a magical snowflake butterfly w/ hair as totes ersatz black as the infinite stretches of oblivion. Let's be besties. For we are as children alone in a world of antiquity. Asunder and afloat on stray branches of kindness and the glimmer of familiarity. For realsies. Nay, dub dub realsies, Mr. White, yo.
Hahahaha god damn it. I have so many words for you. Get [back] in my life.