an ode to matt torres
to my bestest friend in the whole wide world
you are the only one for me and i love you so much! noone else could call me at 4am and get away with it. i make this entry for you because last night reminded me of how much i miss you all the time and hate not seeing you. so i have a proposition: move to england.... it is simple, i provide room and board and you get to be beat up on a regular basis for smart-ass american comments and the like. i miss our drives, our partying, our laughing and our adventures. the sprinklers here are just for watering the lawns, video games do not present us with tasks set by careless kings in space, i am never awoken by a punch to what ever available body part you can find, never transformed into a witch or disaster by a giant palette of eyeshadow, noone cooks amazing food in a terrible fre-xican accent for me, noone responds when i yell HAJIMASHIITE and i never lie to my parents to come to san diego just because i cant stand being away from you anymore... granted the bushes provide some momentary entertainment but nothing compares.
you seriously are the most amazing person in the world and every day when i dont see you is too sad for words... the only thing that helps make it better is knowing no matter how far apart we are or how often we talk we love eachother, maybe even more than before.
i love you Lala and miss you like cherry pie on apple fritters (i think thats what you said)
<3 Kiki
you are the only one for me and i love you so much! noone else could call me at 4am and get away with it. i make this entry for you because last night reminded me of how much i miss you all the time and hate not seeing you. so i have a proposition: move to england.... it is simple, i provide room and board and you get to be beat up on a regular basis for smart-ass american comments and the like. i miss our drives, our partying, our laughing and our adventures. the sprinklers here are just for watering the lawns, video games do not present us with tasks set by careless kings in space, i am never awoken by a punch to what ever available body part you can find, never transformed into a witch or disaster by a giant palette of eyeshadow, noone cooks amazing food in a terrible fre-xican accent for me, noone responds when i yell HAJIMASHIITE and i never lie to my parents to come to san diego just because i cant stand being away from you anymore... granted the bushes provide some momentary entertainment but nothing compares.
you seriously are the most amazing person in the world and every day when i dont see you is too sad for words... the only thing that helps make it better is knowing no matter how far apart we are or how often we talk we love eachother, maybe even more than before.
i love you Lala and miss you like cherry pie on apple fritters (i think thats what you said)
<3 Kiki