[ja]cobdavis

Jesus Christ, it smells like shit near your bother’s door. I’m sure he’s heard that enough over the years. For some reason he even switched with his brother, rooms that is.
Andrew is a confusing fellow. I moved in across the street from him and became good friends with him, and then that faded, then became friends with him again, and then again we lost touch, then one last time we became friends, and have been sense. I feel bad for the times I was a real A class ass hole to him, but I can’t take any of it back, and I’m sure he knows I feel that way.
I’m not sure but his parents are killing him, or at least socially.