But, sadly we can't. So find another person and make yourself a friend group. If home doesn't feel like home, find a friend who feels like home for you. Because the friend group we had was like a home for me. And if you find it, you'll be free. Because again, love sets you free. So just know I love you, and im setting you free. Till we meet again, I'm still Zimick. But you can call me Ava if you like.

But y'know what Roman? I've changed, I don't play with people's emotions anymore and I've realized it makes me a bad person to do so. But if you change what you do, and you try to fix yourself, you may turn yourself into something better. You may not feel like a better person while doing so, but at least you know what you're doing isn't wrong. Love makes you feel free, friendship especially. For me Roman, find a new friend. Because unless you get discord, I guess we'll never talk again. And it makes me sad. I like you, (not like that this time.) I think you're a charming guy, and I would love to call you and catch up.

Forget my feelings for a moment and listen. You were never a bad friend, you were sweet, considerate, and funny. You made me laugh, cry, you even made me wish I could've met you. God writing this is making me tear up, I miss our little talks so much. You aren't a bad person, you never have been. You just make bad choices, and bad decisions. And y'know what? So do I! I'm a fucking retard who smokes weed and drinks like a sailor! I'm a sicko who used to cry about people not liking me. I used to date three people at once just for the fuck of it.

The way we all used to draw, or make silly little collabs with one another. I still remember all the drawings you made of me and how happy it made me. The way you drew my multicolored glasses was adorable. And the hair you gave to your oc was just darling. Evan even made some super cute art of all of us. We really made a great friendship, and don't ever forget I loved that friendship we had.

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