Now all I want to do is talk to you.
RIP.
Who is going to tell me I have funky madonna style now?
When I pierced my ears in the downstairs bathroom with a safety pin it was with her. The holes closed up and now all I have in my right ear is some scar tissue.
I'm glad I had someone to share my bad music taste with in middle school. We borrowed each others cds. I guess I should be listening to alkaline trio and placebo. It was so cool how you were a bitch to ellie in ceramics.
She showed me a bollywood movie for the first time.
I guess we won't be running into each other anymore. Just turned 19.
