You were so fun before all the drugs. Now you have needs to satisfy and new friends, but we miss you. I mean, they’re nice and have that edgy attitude you love and treat you well but why can’t you hangout with us anymore? You introduced them to everybody. They even went to breakfast with us once. I guess maybe we talked about August a little too long. They hadn’t really gotten to know you yet, true, but we were just telling them how it was. I can’t believe you want to do shrooms. You drink now. You’re skipping class all the time. Smoking. It’s you found new friends and hobbies but I thought you hated ‘South Park’? Are our conversations gonna taper off? Are you gonna run away now? We miss you. It’s Alicia’s birthday on the 24th and we’re hosting and we have a great DJ. Come get crazy. I know you’re 15. It’s only one year older than 14. Don’t let your age interfere with your life. We miss you. We really do.
