because i dont tell you (guys) enough

I'm currently driving when I realized that I needed to post this:

I love you.

For making the time to read my blog even if its confusing half the time and you have no idea of whom I'm talking about. For sending your family to check up on mine. For listening to me whine. For calling me to make sure I'm ok. For the late night drinks over skype, in a bar or at home. For spending time with me.

I know I haven't been a whole lot of fun lately and I apologize. I could be doing far worse and my inner turmoils just about rip my heart apart. I have been crying everyday to and from work. But I know that even if you get pissed at hearing me whine about the same damn thing, you'll still hold my hand, and wipe away my tears when I cry and hold my hair back while I puke when I've had too much to drink. That reassures me. I know that whatever happens, I'll be ok because I have you. I'm so lucky to have friends I can turn to despite the distance or time (I'm also meaning the Rome friends I don't make much time to see).

Thank you for being a part of my life...and whenever I've needed you, thank you for always being there. *hug*

-from the beaten, torn heart of me-