It’s only fitting that the last time I’d ever see you would be an afternoon spent talking shit and spilling our hearts on Venice beach. That our last conversation would be on what to read after Britney’s memoir (it’s Julia Fox’s... obviously.) I loved you so much Luke. Even more than I said I did on AIM in 7th grade. The tea is less hot and the world is less bright without you in it. 💔everyone will miss you.