04/28/16
Text to Cris : Hey.
Text to Cris : I don?t know what to say.
Text to Cris : I know I technically don?t have to say anything at all, but I feel like I should.
Text to Cris : I actually have a lot I should have said to you, but I never did.
Text to Cris : So maybe it?s more fitting to say? I don?t know where to start.
Text to Cris : For every time I called you fish, I should have told you how much I appreciated it when you listened to me go off on tangents.
Text to Cris : I knew I could say anything to you, I could unleash, and you would absorb it. Tuck it away in your stupid leather jacket for safe keeping.
Text to Cris : It would never be used against me. It would never make it to the ears of anyone else. You would sit there, taking it, sipping your awful tea.
Text to Cris : Because that?s what I needed and you would do that for me. Whether you meant to or not.
Text to Cris : Instead of berating you because you didn?t know how to take care of your goddamn bike, like some sort of pretty boy idiot, I could've taught you better.
Text to Cris : Without so much anger. With understanding. The same way I was taught.
Text to Cris : Maybe if you had a better teacher, you could have gotten real good with that bike.
Text to Cris : I feel like you do good with what you put your mind to.
Text to Cris : If I could have known, I would have said more!
Text to Cris : Maybe if you didn?t go and die like a f**king loser then I wouldn?t feel this way!
Text to Cris : HONESTLY, dead on the floor? That?s beneath you! THAT?S NOT HOW IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN.
Text to Cris : You didn?t want to die! We AGREED! So that means you fight! You fight and fight and fight and if you die you die on your feet!
Text to Cris : YOU GO OUT LIKE A WILDFIRE, TAKING THE WHOLE F**KING FOREST WITH YOU. NOT A MATCH, JUST SNUFFED OUT.
Text to Cris : DID YOU EVEN FIGHT!? YOU STUPID F**KING MATCH. YOU STUPID F**KING FISH.
Text to Cris : I can?t believe you?re gone.
Text to Cris : You would think I would have learned after Nick. To say what I need to say and not wait until it?s too late.
Text to Cris : I didn?t learn, but I had a long run of not having to regret it.
Text to Cris : Now I do. Now I do and it?s YOUR FAULT. BLOBFISH.
Text to Cris : I?m not going to let it happen again. I?m not going to keep waiting until it?s too late.
Text to Cris : That?s what we need, right? Me with even less of a filter.
Text to Cris : That's your fault. Everyone can thank you for that.
Text to Cris : You?re not stupid. I didn?t mean that.
Text to Cris : You were smart. I think you were strong. You didn?t want to die.
Text to Cris : If you didn?t last, what chance do the rest of us have?
Text to Cris : No chance.
Text to Cris : I?ll make it count though.
Text to Cris : I don?t want to die either, but it?ll happen. We can?t stop it.
Text to Cris : But I?ll make everything between now and then count.
Text to Cris : Because of you.
Text to Cris : You fish.