Blou...
How many hours did we spend yapping together about anything and everything?? You were boob, and I was the other boob.. we were as classy as we always were! We shared secrets, moans, groans and everything in between. To come back from my 4 month stay in hosp and find out this awful news is devastating. We always knew how to make each other out, and while I helped with your essays, you helped with my day to day overwhelming shite. We shared everything and to know I'll never get a sarcastic comment from you again, a compassionate response, a sense of understanding.. well.. I can't get my head around it. I wish you had text me, I wish I had been out of that stupid hospital and that I could have in some way helped you. I guess I just have to hope that you're looking down on us and willing us on, laughing about the pair of boobs we were, and all the laughs we shared. I shall never, ever, forget you Blou.
All my love
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