so like. you wanna tell me whats up? i miss you. i think its partially (ok mostly?) my fault. i feel that you guys were better off with out me. like you guys didn't need me anymore. like you don't want me anymore. it saddens me though. i was going through old birthday cards on sunday. it made me cry to read what we would write to eachother. and to now look at the state of friend ship we are in. because basically its not there. i really wished we hung out. i miss you. but i don't know how you feel about that. you want to talk to me about rick. talk to me about anything. i miss you. but i don't want to be a leech. a reply would be nice. I love you to the moon and back. more than you will ever no.