I can't take love serious anymore.
Three individuals know why.
Two to five individuals screwed it up for everyone.
And two others can change my mood instantly.
Just like the three.
And you know what?
I resent them all.
Except for you, Edge.
You're my only friend.
In any galaxy.
I want you back.
The others can go ONE themselves to death.
So tonight Sonic, while you're with this year's XXL freshmen (congrats are due), I ask you to remember our times.
Smokin' bud on 101st and 1st.
Gettin' dome from Lacey.
Honestly, just making music.
I love you, Ogilvie Maurice Hedgehog.
~could he... be me?~