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Time always flew by when I was talking to you. Everyday, we would talk for a total of 5 hours. Nothing else. Just sitting down and waiting for reply after reply, message after message, post after post.

We stayed up 'til way after our bedtimes, and got up way earlier than we ever would, just to talk to each other. We would always complain about being half way across the world from each other.

If someone had told me, before I met you, that I'd have an internet best friend with the cutest name in the world, the most beautiful and kind personality ever, I never EVER would've believed them.

I miss you like crazy, Pixie. And it hurts so much. This is my second time wishing you happy birthday. But you were supposed to be HERE. Not gone. You were supposed to reply to my messages.

It wasn't supposed to end like this. You weren't supposed to have RIP messages on your profile. You deserved to be loved, and that's what you got. So many people care about you. I would have given my life for you, any day.

If some people knew you would have gone so soon, they would have talked to you more. There are hundreds of messages on your profile. You are so loved, Pixie. And the only thing I wish for is for you to be able to see your profile now.

You hated no one, unless they insulted your friends. You were always helping out others, always willing to go the extra mile, just to make someone happy. You make me so happy.

But I just hate this lump in my throat while writing this message. I hate the tears that threaten to spill down my cheeks when I look at your profile. I hate the way my voice breaks when I say your name. It hurts, Pixie. It hurts so bad.