When I was 16 and got my heart kinda broken for the first time, Litza gave me a good snuggling everyday backstage of Magic and pet my head and told me I was a great person. In 7 years my problems have not really evolved any, but Litza is still here petting my head and snuggling and telling me I am great, and there’s nothing in the universe better than that. 

2k11, you were mean to me and a lot of the people I love. But there are a handful of folks that made you hurt not quite as much, and I am so freakin grateful that they exist and I am lucky enough to know them. 

Good riddance to the worst year ever! YOU SUCK. But everything is going to get better for everyone, I know it. No pressure, 2k12.