I miss you guys.
I don't think you have any idea how much I miss the lot of you.
you guys are my life, nothing else matters. no matter what shoes, clothes, bags, I wear; nothing will ever compare.
I want to be with you, hold your hand, hug you, kiss you, and just be with you.
I miss being with you, hanging out at 3 in the afternoon drinking beer and smoking cigarettes and bitching til the sun goes down.
I miss it when you pull my skirt up, when you try to unhook my bra, when you make fun of my light weighted-ness.
I'm skyping with some of you right now, and I'm crying. I miss your retardness. One is 'naked' and one is making fun of me CRYING.
I CANNOT describe what I'm feeling. one stupid night, and everything is fucked up. "Welcome to Hell" says a voice in my head.
I still want love, need love. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V08Mt35MSis - that is what I want. exactly how I used to feel when I was with you. the things I would do to make that happen again...
don't be a stranger, never be a stranger. Friendship, love, the lot of you give me that. and hell, I'll do anything I can to stay your best friend. any fucking thing.
<3
I can't be a stranger with someone who knows me completely, thoroughly, inside and out.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry for making fun of you :] you're just adorable when you cry. It makes me feel loved. Specially when you feel like our friendship matters that much cause hot daaamnnn it does to me.
LOVE YOU
xx