Well… I don’t know what to write or say so it’s just gonna come out all straight…
Looking back through thousands of photos (probably much much more) and thinking of each and every picture and how fucking happy I was at that specific moment in time, like all the parties, random drinking, outings, prom, concerts, London and EVERYTHING and it’s funny because it’s literally been a year since I’ve hung around with the people that mean the world to me…
I loved the way we were SO close to each other and it was pretty insane that people actually got jealous of our friendship because they’ve heard about our nights at each others and wished they’d have friends as close as us lot.
We created so many inside jokes, little sayings and other stuff that even though it was silly little things… they actually made us stronger and meant a lot to me!
April was one of my favorite months ever, like how we would all share a bed and just lay there… talking… and it was nice? We would see each other every day of the week and literally became family in a sense? And if we didn’t see each other then we would just text each other and have amazing conversations that lasted hours!
But then it hit May…
Damn I fucked up this month:(!
(via jewsrule)
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