S&L
there are just some things, that no matter how hard life gets, no matter how alone you can be, that you cant forget. its the reminder of the good. we think only the bad things of our past can torment us. but sometimes life is opposite. when things get terrible we forget the bad- because we need the good memories to help us survive. and when things get ok again, they still hang with you, even if you dont need them so much anymore. but im glad i have good memories. memories of sticky summer air, in june, climbing out of windows and driving off in our first cars. sipping beer in plastic cups and thinking we were so cool, marborollos dripping from our fingers. driving down the city highway , all the windows down, skipping class for no reason but to spend more time together. all the various hangout places that came and went, but the one coffee shop that always stayed. so many flings, so many relationships, so many different friends that passed like seasons. festivals with blankets on dirty grass, dirty hair, dirty skin. but we were so soft and young and fresh. alot of laughter, and crying, and screaming, and honest faces. but laughter ,laughter that could be heard like church bells ringing in the night. laughter that came from that deep pit of your stomach where life feels real, because you can feel it shaking as you smile. sitting in the kitchen and eating creations from spreads and dips and then going out to dinner, and then to a 24 hour cafe as soon as its early enough to be called breakfest, basically anytime after midnight. having a hand to hold , and knowing that even when you fight, youre going to make up. having fights out of love. having love from being unbelievable friends. and having friends that you can only dream about.