Wit:
--I've called you that since the days I just used to call you "funny guy." We watched Eddie Izzard and stood together waiting for the bus.
--You played videogames. We were in your front yard when you told me you relate important memories to the release of videogames. You played videogames and were cool, so I played videogames as well. If ever anything else was suggested, we did it.
--Sydney Lostarot. How many years did I beg you to play? You know I did. It really hurt my whole gaming experience to lose the element that is Wit. I never factored your possessions into your value to me.
Neil:
--You and I did not get to know eachother very well before the Cove seemed to fall apart for me. For the longest time I just assumed you believed whatever your brother does about me. You found your reasons to dislike me and you just tolerated my presence.
--You were always the ideal for us to look up to in martial arts. I was always asking you to teach me tricks. Goodness knows how many manuvers we created between us.
--I loved your crazy-ass mages. All of the power in the universe in a form of martial arts, always cool.
--The Wellness videos were too cool. Our exchange of ass-whoppin' should forever be caught on camera.
Everyone:
--I am truly sorry for whatever it is I did to wrong you, my friends. Only now am I hearing of these things though, and from the wrong mouths. I am a strong-headed, loud, and obsessive fucker and a lot of times I need someone to flat-out tell me something before I get it, voice your opinions. You were not collected under some banner of mine, I sought you out. I need you, people who can put up with my big, hard head. It does not show the best right now, but I care about you all. I have some problems that are eating me up inside and they have taken a great deal if not all of my attention. If you are away from me just feel lucky you do not hear my bitching every day. If you are near, I am sorry I am not strong enough to make more of my day than the pain of my loss.
--My heart beats as with every one of you and it breaks all the same. This is me on my knees, people. Some of you have waited for this and I invite you to cheer as I probably deserve it. Those of you who care, I am not going to make it back to my feet alone-and I will hardly ever be the same. I long for friendship but find it hard to look past my pain. If you can see through this and still want to try, I thank you. I miss us all being happy, if we ever truly were.
-Stuart
--I've called you that since the days I just used to call you "funny guy." We watched Eddie Izzard and stood together waiting for the bus.
--You played videogames. We were in your front yard when you told me you relate important memories to the release of videogames. You played videogames and were cool, so I played videogames as well. If ever anything else was suggested, we did it.
--Sydney Lostarot. How many years did I beg you to play? You know I did. It really hurt my whole gaming experience to lose the element that is Wit. I never factored your possessions into your value to me.
Neil:
--You and I did not get to know eachother very well before the Cove seemed to fall apart for me. For the longest time I just assumed you believed whatever your brother does about me. You found your reasons to dislike me and you just tolerated my presence.
--You were always the ideal for us to look up to in martial arts. I was always asking you to teach me tricks. Goodness knows how many manuvers we created between us.
--I loved your crazy-ass mages. All of the power in the universe in a form of martial arts, always cool.
--The Wellness videos were too cool. Our exchange of ass-whoppin' should forever be caught on camera.
Everyone:
--I am truly sorry for whatever it is I did to wrong you, my friends. Only now am I hearing of these things though, and from the wrong mouths. I am a strong-headed, loud, and obsessive fucker and a lot of times I need someone to flat-out tell me something before I get it, voice your opinions. You were not collected under some banner of mine, I sought you out. I need you, people who can put up with my big, hard head. It does not show the best right now, but I care about you all. I have some problems that are eating me up inside and they have taken a great deal if not all of my attention. If you are away from me just feel lucky you do not hear my bitching every day. If you are near, I am sorry I am not strong enough to make more of my day than the pain of my loss.
--My heart beats as with every one of you and it breaks all the same. This is me on my knees, people. Some of you have waited for this and I invite you to cheer as I probably deserve it. Those of you who care, I am not going to make it back to my feet alone-and I will hardly ever be the same. I long for friendship but find it hard to look past my pain. If you can see through this and still want to try, I thank you. I miss us all being happy, if we ever truly were.
-Stuart
