RLSimissyou.
Maybe we can be like zombies, and come back from the dead.
God, I miss you so much.
When we wore the caps from our hair dye as glasses.
Falling off the tire swing.
ANGST!
I don't want to spend the rest of my senior year without you.
I don't want to leave this place without having you to call.
I miss you.
Your smile and your laugh and your hugs.
And I miss hanging out with you.
And I love ya like no best friend has ever loved ya.
And every morning I wake up to your poster and I miss you.
(I blogged you)
God, I miss you so much.
When we wore the caps from our hair dye as glasses.
Falling off the tire swing.
ANGST!
I don't want to spend the rest of my senior year without you.
I don't want to leave this place without having you to call.
I miss you.
Your smile and your laugh and your hugs.
And I miss hanging out with you.
And I love ya like no best friend has ever loved ya.
And every morning I wake up to your poster and I miss you.
(I blogged you)