.a lot of things are clear now. that these relationships we've forged aren't that at all. they are set in gold, hard as rock, real, concrete things.
"We are the type of friends who will go to a party together, split up and do our own thing the whole time, meet up at the end of a night, and go home together"
.We sing songs in the car, and tell stories in a language that we've made up on our own.
.we curse like lady pirates, the important part being the ladies.
.we tell eachother to "shut the fuck up", when no one else will.
For two years we've tried to find better, and alas, we have not found better than what we started with right here at home.
MOVE TO ME.