I'm sorry for giving up on our friendship after you told me that you loved me. I'm sorry that I moved without saying goodbye. I'm sorry that I left you to rot with your brother and mother whilst your father was never home. I don't know anything about your dad, really. I don't know if he would've been able to save you if he stopped working so much. I'm sorry for buying and taking your LPS dolls and getting you into trouble. I'm sorry for ****ing keeping a bunch even though you told me to give you all of them back. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I was a terrible ****ing friend yet I was the only one you had that actually cared about you and wasn't fully toxic. Hell, I still call you Rosie even after death. I loved you Rosie- I really did. God, if I just realized I was trans or pansexual sooner, instead of running away from my goddamn feelings, maybe you'd still be here. I hope you're doing well, my little flower