Relief.

Thank God that a really good friend of mine just answered the text I sent him this afternoon. I had taken a nap late yesterday afternoon and woke up crying around seven because I had dreamt that he had been shot and killed. I texted him a few times trying to make sure it really was just a dream and he never answered me. I texted him again today and he finally just answered me. I was so worried that he really had died. I just told him how I wished he would've answered, because he's one of the few people who can cheer me up, and I so needed him to come hold me in bed. Guess that's all I have to say now. ZoomZoom(:

P. S.
If you read this, B, you know who you are, and love you boy<3