way too important to cut, get over it.
i didn't know where to start, and i had to cut myself off, but...
calling you with your parents while you were at camp
the sugarcult/mest/unwritten law show
going to skate and surf fest
california
hugging palm trees
fan forum
miko
chris and carlos
touring the set of roswell
krispy kreme
beanie babies newsletter
watching roswell
our websites
jabber dancing to lfo
the notebook
predicting each other's futures
going to asbury park to see afi
mohawk boy
being part of the 3 musketeers and the thing
watching fight for fame
singing to hilary duff
our freshman year study
our mix cds
playing the labarynth
going to grasshopper
the rufio/poison the well/rise against/strung out show
meeting the marlboro kids
playing yahtzee and sorry online
going to all those shows alone and going crazy
all of the shopping we do
seeing nsync from the back of foxboro stadium
obsessing over justin and lance
singing merry christmas, happy holidays
playing the sims
watching making the video 'the real slim shady'
seeing girl
singing forgot about dre in the parking lot of the temple
saying "i want it that way" while putting up posters
minkus from catch 22
going to long island
taking insane pictures at 2 am
renting pornos by mistake
listening to good music before everyone else
each of us having our own blanket
going to the playground
the fact that we never really fight
baking vegan cakes
having alfredo together
watching sex and the city
always thinking of you when the time is 5:23
guns don't kill people, glassjaw kills people
god bless america at the belmar motor lodge
the princess maria diner, and the apothecary
dave and buster's
being each other's other half
all of the friends we've had, we've made and we've lost
the guys we've dated/not so dated, the guys we've (thankfully) never dated
the adventures to strange cities, towns, houses
the classes we talked though, the classes we slept through
the obsessions we clung on to, laughed about, and will always have a soft spot for
the concerts at the palladium, the axis and avalon, all of the basements and all of the travels
the drama, the fights we avoided, and got into the middle of, the gossiping and most importantly, knowing that we will always love eachother at the end
the sadness we made easier to deal with, your mom's cancer, my dad leaving, all of the other problems that seem to be nothing now, but were huge once... and knowing that even when we didn't talk about it, we were still always there for each other
i can't remember what my life was like 8 years ago, right before you became my best friend.
ever since 5th you've meant literally the world to me
and while i know it will never really change
and we'll always be there for eachother
24 hours from now you're not going to be a graveyard away
and i can't see how i'm supposed to come to terms with letting go of ...i don't even know what.
but i know i can always get on the fung wah
and i know we'll always love eachother
but while it doesn't seem real, it's finally hitting me
and i don't know how i'm going to be able to say everything i want to say
especially through the tears (that i can hopefully hold back somewhat) tomorrow
i just want you to know that regardless of what i do or don't say,
if you ever get lonely, you can just think of everything we've done, and everything we're going to do
and know that i'm always a phone call away
you really do mean everything to me, and i love you
calling you with your parents while you were at camp
the sugarcult/mest/unwritten law show
going to skate and surf fest
california
hugging palm trees
fan forum
miko
chris and carlos
touring the set of roswell
krispy kreme
beanie babies newsletter
watching roswell
our websites
jabber dancing to lfo
the notebook
predicting each other's futures
going to asbury park to see afi
mohawk boy
being part of the 3 musketeers and the thing
watching fight for fame
singing to hilary duff
our freshman year study
our mix cds
playing the labarynth
going to grasshopper
the rufio/poison the well/rise against/strung out show
meeting the marlboro kids
playing yahtzee and sorry online
going to all those shows alone and going crazy
all of the shopping we do
seeing nsync from the back of foxboro stadium
obsessing over justin and lance
singing merry christmas, happy holidays
playing the sims
watching making the video 'the real slim shady'
seeing girl
singing forgot about dre in the parking lot of the temple
saying "i want it that way" while putting up posters
minkus from catch 22
going to long island
taking insane pictures at 2 am
renting pornos by mistake
listening to good music before everyone else
each of us having our own blanket
going to the playground
the fact that we never really fight
baking vegan cakes
having alfredo together
watching sex and the city
always thinking of you when the time is 5:23
guns don't kill people, glassjaw kills people
god bless america at the belmar motor lodge
the princess maria diner, and the apothecary
dave and buster's
being each other's other half
all of the friends we've had, we've made and we've lost
the guys we've dated/not so dated, the guys we've (thankfully) never dated
the adventures to strange cities, towns, houses
the classes we talked though, the classes we slept through
the obsessions we clung on to, laughed about, and will always have a soft spot for
the concerts at the palladium, the axis and avalon, all of the basements and all of the travels
the drama, the fights we avoided, and got into the middle of, the gossiping and most importantly, knowing that we will always love eachother at the end
the sadness we made easier to deal with, your mom's cancer, my dad leaving, all of the other problems that seem to be nothing now, but were huge once... and knowing that even when we didn't talk about it, we were still always there for each other
i can't remember what my life was like 8 years ago, right before you became my best friend.
ever since 5th you've meant literally the world to me
and while i know it will never really change
and we'll always be there for eachother
24 hours from now you're not going to be a graveyard away
and i can't see how i'm supposed to come to terms with letting go of ...i don't even know what.
but i know i can always get on the fung wah
and i know we'll always love eachother
but while it doesn't seem real, it's finally hitting me
and i don't know how i'm going to be able to say everything i want to say
especially through the tears (that i can hopefully hold back somewhat) tomorrow
i just want you to know that regardless of what i do or don't say,
if you ever get lonely, you can just think of everything we've done, and everything we're going to do
and know that i'm always a phone call away
you really do mean everything to me, and i love you