It’s funny
when “photos of happier times” don’t involve ones “best friend.”
but whatever, i guess the cool thing to do is rant about whatever is upsetting you via tumblr than just confronting the person and talking about it. i’m sure you’re asking yourself why i’m posting this then if i think it’s so ridiculous, but the answer is quite simple: you retain so much more of what you’ve read through these posts than what we talk about face to face. tell me i’m lying when i say half of our conversations are had with me sitting across from you with your face hidden by the computer screen.
you’re obviously not happy, therefore we OBVIOUSLY need to talk. you seem so irritable lately, so get it out, fix it, and move on. you’re my best friend, i love you. close the screen and lets have it out and hug it out.
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I don’t want to grow up.
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i laughed.
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I wanted to be Ice Box SO bad growing up so that I could have kissed Devon Sawa.
You know, creepin as a tween. No big deal.
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I would love to just smack the shit out of her.
Two of the best things ever. <3
I wish Tess wasn’t sleeping right now so we could have experienced this together.
…fuck that. She probably saw it weeks ago. Shit. I’m so out of the loop.
