Where to start? How about… I’m sorry. I should have never of chugged ur grandmothers ashes for the gram. That truly is my bad. When the boys were saying “it would be so humor”, I knew deep down you wouldn’t be chill with it. I should have just listened to my gut and said “nah my girl wouldn’t like that,” but when they whipped the camera out and said “the grams begging for this kinda humor,” I caved. I know it’s not a valid excuse, trust me I’ve thought a lot about this. I just got caught up in the moment. You know how I can be sometimes. I think about our conversation every night before I go to bed, and how I should have played it different. When you started crying, I shouldn’t have said “bro but admit that was pretty humor.” That wasn’t the move. I know how much you hate it when I call you bro. “I’m not your bro,” you use to tell me. Man, do I miss those days. And when you said, “it’s over”. I shouldn’t have said “Relax flueo, she’s gonna come out on the other side and we can...