I haven't thought about you in a while. Then suddenly today, thinking about tattoos, you came to my mind. I remembered one of the last things you were doing was designing a new tattoo. I found it, and I'm going to get it done, and have your everything username tattooed underneath it. I never talked to you. The closest I got was you reboomed two gifs I made on some stupid app. I ended up watching all of your gifs, all of the kidsinlove ones, and Anthony's too. But while I never talked to you, you meant so much to me. You had a hard time with life; a lot of bad things happened to you. But you remained as strong as you could. You were always smiling, with those angel bites, squinty eyes and your ever changing hair color. Blue to purple to blond to blond and blue to brown to brown with highlights. I always like the blue hair the best. I remember your story about the time there was a girl at school who was cutting herself and you saved her. That blew my mind. You amazed me. You are my inspiration, someone I look up to, someone who's life I cherish. I didn't realize it was a year later. You would've been seventeen now, going on three years with Anthony, a junior in high school, and god knows what hair color. I always thought you'd look nice with green. And hey, maybe you're up there, looking down on your family and friends, all those who love you. Maybe whenever someone thinks of you you see them on a screen. Maybe you're grateful for our grief. Because we miss you. We miss you so goddamn much. You were so special, and wonderful, fun, quirky, sweet, happy, in love.. You had so much going for you. Then fate had another road for you. I hope after all this time you've reached your destination. I hope you're okay. No one will ever forget you. That beautiful, smiling face will be stuck in our brains until the day we die and join you up there. We're counting down the days. We love you, Michy. We miss you.

My heart just broke. She didn't deserve what she went through and she didn't have to die.