It's my best friend's 20th birthday today. I'm really happy for him. He is an amazing man. I hope I can spend most of the day with him today. When I think about him, I can't help but have this smile that overtakes my face. He has done so many things for me. I don't think I could truly ever muster up the courage to express my gratitude to him. At least, not in a manner that is remotely equivalent in eloquence as I could hope to. Over the years he's done a lot for me. Shit! Over the past year he has done more for me than any other person I know. He was there for me, when I thought I was heartbroken. He was there for me when my mother was in the hospital. He was there for me when I wanted to go out and get food at 4 in fucking ante meridian. He was there for me when I got sick. He was there for me when I got too drunk. He was there for me when all I wanted to do was get drunk. He was there for me when I didn't have enough money for a pack of smokes. But, most of all, HE WAS THERE. I love him for that. This man came a long way, from that little boy who came to America; from Poland. He became a part of my life. It's been over 10 yrs since we met. I hope we make it another 50.
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Happy Birthday Alan. Make this one count. Focus on some digital, get things together with school, meet that significant other, finally bring some real meaning to your life. I wish you all the self worth and happiness your big, ugly, doofy, Polish heart can Desire. I LOVE YOU.
Fin.
1 comment:
thank you...fuck you for making me cry but thank you for everything else...its alan btw
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