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happy birthday Peter.
it may sound weird, but i feel like i talked to you this morning, when i looked up at the sky and said i love you, and the moon cast a heart shaped light on the clouds.
i do love you, Peter, and so do many others. youre missed very much, and i hope youre having a wonderful day, wherever youre at now <3
Repose en paix

Happy birthday, you're dearly missed. <3

Happy birthday, Peter. <3

I'm still so, so sorry.

Maybe you're smiling down on all of us giving us hugs.

I can't for the life of me remember if it really is your birthday, but happy birthday bro. Peace.

Miss you always <3

I miss you. So badly.

I dreamed about you again last night, except this time it was different from the other dreams. I was on skype in my dream, and you were showing up in my recent conversations. You were online, and there was a new message from you asking why I was ignoring you. Chris (you remember him) was right behind me so I closed skype. Then, I got a call from an "out of area" number. I picked it up, and it was you. You told me that you had faked your own death to see if people actually cared and then got too afraid to let people know you were still alive. Then you came to my house and for some reason you and Chris were getting along really well, which you know never happened :/. Then, he broke up with me so I could go back to you. The last thing I remember from my dream was uncertainty, because I wasn't sure if I should be sad because he broke up with me or happy because you were back.

As always, I woke up crying. I just wish the dream was true. I know I would forgive you, and I think everyone else would too, even if it took a while :/

DISCLAIMER: I'm sorry everyone, I just didn't know anywhere else to post this...

I think of you with every breath I take. I still love you, and I remember it every time my heart beats. And I wish you could still breathe and your heart could still beat in sync with mine.
I can't help but cry, if you could even call it that. I can't help but wish I had enough strength to lay next to you and die. I can't help but grieve with every ounce of energy and hope I have left. I can't help but remember Skyping with you. I can't help but remember meeting you in chat. I can't help but hear your laugh, see your smile, see your beauty. I can't help but be angry at you. I can't help but feel like I am having a heart attack, every time I get online and realize you are not here.

I wish you could meet Eric. I wish I could show you I finally found someone good in my life, that you would approve of. You're the only one, that I wished I would sink into the ground when you were disappointed in me. There is no one in the world like you. When I am laying on my deathbed, whether by my own hand or another's, I will wish I had never let you go, and it will be my biggest regret.

Peter, I can't even think your name without dying piece by piece inside. I want you to know I am getting a tattoo, not so I don't forget, but so I always remember. You made me smile when no one else understood, cared, or even tried. If you had done this at any other point in my life, I would be with you wherever you are.
"Maria i would like die without you i want you in my life forever and forever.... your a gift from the heavenly power that governs this world"

I'll never forget. And I hope you don't either.

i think about you every day. in history, in language arts, n French, hell, even in gym. youre always on my mind, and youre always with me. in my 'about me' for algebra, you were in it. for a good portion of my great authors assignments last year, you were there. im trying to join tech crew, and ive been imagining what youd say on the matter. and now that im in ap american history, i wanted to ask you englands version of the american revolution, but thats not possible. i hope youre resting peacefully love. je t'aime, mon ami. ♥

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