#av1y

Hey, I’m Kellin and all that. I heard you were a barista, so I got you some coffee stuff, and I think I remember you asking about alcohol or something, so theres also a bottle of vodka… And an life membership at Manson Gym, if you ever want it…

Dear To Raleigh,

I fucking hate letters and I should just type this up because it at least it has spell check but dunno can't be fucked. On the invite for the bonfire it said to write a thing and so here I am, writing a thing, on the floor in the lounge in Florida with you sitting 'bout a meter away playing with my niece. You're part of the family now, how does that feel? Cause frankly it fucking terrifies me. I can't imagine it being anyone else but you though so there's that. 

Honestly this is just to thank you for being in my life. You and I both know - and let's not sugarcoat it - that I'm totally fucked up. Also this was not meant to happen but it did and I don't regret a thing. ... Well, I cringe sometimes when I think about the weird shit I do but I know you love me so that makes it a bit better. Actually that makes it loads better. Someone loves me and it's you and that's whoa.

I forgot where I was going with this because I just stared at you for about ten minutes and I'm pretty sure you noticed but whatever you're cute and a better uncle to Gracie than I am...... fuck you. Just kidding. ♥ Ignore that.

I know this started with me calling you a monster and you acting like one and us both threatening to kill each other but I think we've really come a long way since then, huh? We're a model relationship in my eyes. Least now when I call you a monster I mean it in the most endearing way. You're the best and I like your fangs and your face and your eyes and when you hold me all night to keep the nightmares away and calm me down when I'm having a panic attack and how you make me a better person. Thanks for deciding I was worth it.

I hope I'm worth eternity because I want forever and a day with you, Raleigh. Love you.