i am currently supposed to be studying for my finals, but just thinking that tomorrow will be the 4 year mark of your death kills me. you could be graduating college right now. Lance, my baby. you were taken away wayyyyy too soon. the pain, uhggggggg. this is so embarrassing. i’m currently in the library, the brand spanking new Mary Idema Pew Library, balling my eyes out right now. people are walking by, but they just think that i’m some psycho girl who has procrastinated too much on her finals. Lanceeeeee, i miss you. i love you. we’ve known each other since we were 4 years old. fucking 4! this hurts so bad! i love you i love you i love you!
i just wanted to get all of this off of my chest.
until we meet again, Superman.