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May 19th, 2011 on a Thursday, at 4:11 PM. That very exact moment, my entire life changed forever. Was I aware that, at the very moment, nothing would ever be the same? Was I aware that, at that very moment, I had met the only person I’d ever truly need? Was I aware of anything? No, not at all. I was more aware of the fact that “Jason McCann” had answered me. How did that happen? Well, I was maybe 1 or 2 months into using my tumblr? I hadn’t really talked to anyone yet. I was sort of just there, with my ask box open, hoping to make people smile. I never really planned on making friends. I didn’t even know making friends on tumblr was possible to be honest with you. I didn’t think having a friendship over a silly little website would last. So I was just creeping on a bunch of anon pages, clicking on random names that I saw. At this time in my life, I was going through my hard core Bieber phase. Like, everything in my life at that time was Justin Bieber. Man, it was bad. So, I mostly stalked Justin Bieber anons, but I saw one name that wasn’t a Justin Bieber anon, but yet it was still him. It was “jasonmccannanon”, that stood out to me. I clicked on his blog, and saw that he was on, being extremely flirtatious, too flirtatious for his own good. But, I went along and just scrolled through a few pages. He seemed like a real sweetheart, definitely a charmer. I found myself smiling at his replies to other people, I hadn’t even gone into his ask yet. I finally just worked up the courage and messaged him something he probably should have answered me with. I saw him use one term alot, also with many, many winky faces. He used the word, “shawty” alot. So I thought well, if he says it should I? So, I did. My first message to him was “Hey Shawty”. Now honestly, the word shawty just, really annoys me. It makes me want to punch everyone in the face. But hey, I used it anyways. Jason was an injured Canadian fellow. He made a post, this one to be exact. I remember saying something like, I’ll keep you company on the bench. Winky face and all I believe. He ended up going to practice and I can’t remember if we talked that night but I do remember waking up the next morning and just logging right on so I could talk to him. I was still in school, and so was he, so I would also come home every single day and run to my computer so I could talk to him. We actually had a time difference at one point. It was just an hour, but I always remember being so cautious to make sure he wasn’t staying up too late and he would do the same. Since the very beginning we’ve just cared about each other. And not a oh you’re my friend I have to care about you. More of a genuine kind of care. And as the months went on, we figured out that it was not only a genuine type of care, but it was a I can’t live without you type of care. 

Every day, I just wanted to talk to Jason. Everything was Jason, all the time. We would talk a much as we possibly could, about anything and everything. One night, everything changed. Since ask limit came around, and he hadn’t created his aim yet, we emailed each other. We just decided to tell our life stories to each other, like no big deal. I hadn’t though anything of it at the time, but I later realized by opening up to him, it brought our friendship to a whole new level. We just emailed each other for hours, about everything we could think of. It started from when we were born to the very second it was. It was amazing, because this day I learned things I’ve never really known about. I learned his story, his life, his experiences. I learned about his family, his friends, his hometown and everything. Jason opening up to me, was just an experience in itself. I realized how amazing he really was. How strong he really was. I knew he was all those things before, but all my respect just skyrocketed through the roof. I just really knew that this guy was special, someone who I had to keep around. Someone who wouldn’t come in my life again, so I had to keep him close. And that’s exactly what I did. We’d talk every single day. Every possible second we could. We’d hack each other, making each other look like complete idiots. We’d spam each other endlessly, making ourselves look like complete idiots. Nothing was ever a struggle with Jason. There was never any awkward conversations, there was never wondering what to say next. Everything just happened so smoothly and it’s like it was meant to happen. 

Through out the whole summer, it was just Jason. Like, nothing else mattered. Not that anything else matters right now but, you catch my drift. I watched his blog for him, hacked him almost every day, talked on aim until like four in the morning every morning. I’d wake up, talk to Dylan, fall asleep for maybe two or three hours, then talk to Dylan. We were literally inseparable. Still are, actually. I’m telling you, the only time we didn’t talk was when we were peeing or sleeping. That’s it. Now that I think about it, I never really realized how close we were. I think back on everything and it’s like, we’ve been through so much. We’ve gone through everything possible but here we are stronger than ever. I sort of guess that’s why we’re here right now. A whole year later. Bomez, forever. And the best part? This is just the very beginning.