To Austin;
I feel like we’ve grown as people a lot in the last few weeks. I like that we trust each other. I like laughing with you JEMAINE. I like having late night parties, with mash potatoes, and FRIENDS. What a stupid show. I love that we are talking more and more as time goes on. I love that we share the basement, and even though it got significantly messier with 2 teenagers living in it, I’m glad you moved down here. I’m glad that you let me date your best friend (NOT). I’m glad that you’re someone I enjoy spending time with. You’re not just a sibling, you are my friend. My good friend. I love you buddy. Even when you punch my arm and it dies. Even then. I love you.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment