"When we can no longer dream, we die" -Emma Goldman

Saturday, July 18, 2009

and now, how i REALLY feel

SO much for friends. I do recall a "best friends" in there somewhere. I'm sorry if your memory isn't working but I'm pretty sure that late nights, sleepovers, vacations, beach days and hanging out constitutes us as friends.
I always tried to be kind to you, to be a great friend, because you were so much fun and so nice that I was willing to over look when you weren't. 
Your loss, I can tell you that. 

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