Gianni. He was my friend, a really good friend. He played with fire and payed the price. Gianni. The boy that could make you laugh just by saying hello. His hair. His long blonde hair that I always wanted to curl. The memories. The laughs. The pranks. The pokes. We once had a snowball fight via Facebook, but he won because he had a magic forcefield. He had a pretty good life if you ask me... But he had to be an idiot and get into this mess. Now you're in the hospital. You could be paralyzed forever, and forever is a long time. No more jumping off buildings and ramps with your bike. That's all over... It could be. It probably will be. I didn't want to say this... but, you probably will not be able to use your legs. That's what you get for playing with fire. You've done some stupid stuff Gianni, but this tops it all. You're a fucking idiot! Explain the fuck why you would do that? I guess you do have Andrew to blame... but lyou shouldn't have been there. I can't picture my life without you. You're my buddy and you make the world smile. But, ya had to be a dumbfuck. The world can't just poof out another Justin Bieber look alike, that position is for you asshole.  I don't even know why I'm writing this. I just, had to tell someone my feelings... Don't fail on us Gianni. You'll be okay. You're legs will be okay. You will be perfectly okay as before. Okay? Don't fail on us Gianni. Don't.
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Love, Sam and Grasen. </3