Good ol' dayz
Brian is gonna come over later which is really cool b/c we haven't hung out in a long time n I really wanna get our friendship back...ever since we broke up, Mr. Bell and I haven't been the same. Going out changed things a lot, we were best friends before that..then in the beg. of our relationship it was so perfect, then we got so caught up in "making out" and stuff, that we barely even had a friendship anymore. Odd.
I've lost a lot of good friendships lately. trish and I aren't even as close as we used to be, we were completely and utterly inseperable. Patricia, Brian, and I used to have so many sleepovers..which came along with bon fires and pillow fights and stupid drunk times that I wouldn't trade for anything in the world..Like the night when my Mom and Dad were outta town, Brian insisted on drinking all the vodka, but I was already trashed, so I objected to it, and Trish stole the bottle and ran back and forth around the house screaming at the top of her lungs "BRIAN!!! I GOT IT!!" Man, I miss those days.
Tracey and I lost our friendship, which at one point was stronger than ever, and I felt like she knew me better than anyone, which she kinda did..I told her things that even Trish didn't know. We spent countless nights at Celebration Station, nothing else in the world mattered, 'cept free wrist bands, tea cups, and go-carts.
I have a lot of new friends now, and a wonderful boyfriend, who I wouldn't trade for the world, but I wish I could have that, and all of my old friendships back. Life would be perfect, there'd be no complaints, everything would go as always planned. Things always change though, fuckers.
I've lost a lot of good friendships lately. trish and I aren't even as close as we used to be, we were completely and utterly inseperable. Patricia, Brian, and I used to have so many sleepovers..which came along with bon fires and pillow fights and stupid drunk times that I wouldn't trade for anything in the world..Like the night when my Mom and Dad were outta town, Brian insisted on drinking all the vodka, but I was already trashed, so I objected to it, and Trish stole the bottle and ran back and forth around the house screaming at the top of her lungs "BRIAN!!! I GOT IT!!" Man, I miss those days.
Tracey and I lost our friendship, which at one point was stronger than ever, and I felt like she knew me better than anyone, which she kinda did..I told her things that even Trish didn't know. We spent countless nights at Celebration Station, nothing else in the world mattered, 'cept free wrist bands, tea cups, and go-carts.
I have a lot of new friends now, and a wonderful boyfriend, who I wouldn't trade for the world, but I wish I could have that, and all of my old friendships back. Life would be perfect, there'd be no complaints, everything would go as always planned. Things always change though, fuckers.