getting up in the early morning,
slipping on pj pants,
mixing up some instant hot cocoa,
and walking out the front door into the rain
the way she smiles and punches me lovingly
she'll make new friends when she moves.
i hope she doesn't forget me.
i only wish the best for her.
singing loudly, singing happily, singing unashamed of our cracking voices
making snowmen on top of the
toppled recycling can and naming them o and k
watching stranger things with her
her birthday party!!!!!!!
building various beautiful pillow forts
sledding with her and m
filling up water balloons in summer, getting them stuck in my bra top
taking polaroids and sticking them in our clear cases
crying onto her shoulder and burying my face in her bright pink newly dyed hair and smiling because the dye smelled like starbursts
"i thought of you when i bought this! look, look how pretty the colour is. a pretty shade of lemon"
going to her before anyone else
"you're one of the most important people in my life, you know that right?"
i only want to help her
she's going through so much :(
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Randomwhat a concept: a heart that's never been broken ~~~ documentation of every single time my heart has been broken, and the memories that come with that person. ~~~ my goal is to forget about these people, (or at least take the pain out of rememberin...
