- I hate you.
- And you.
- And you.
- Shut the hell up.
- You’re an idiot.
- Why am I here?
- Stop talking.
- I hate you, too.
- You’re annoying.
- Shut up.
- Why are you talking?
- SHUT.
- UP.
- And you, I hate you, too.
- Oh look, my ex-best friend.
- I need to get out of here.
- What time is it?
- I wonder what my mom is making to eat.
- God I’m starving.
- Is it time yet?
- I’m sleepy
(Source: motel-face)
Even a text sent from you that read ‘Hi’ would calm me down. I wish you knew how worried I am about you. I hope you’re doing well. Thats all I ask for. And that you’re happy.
Me? Im happy. I just miss you and everything we did together.
I miss the 3 hour conversations in your car, talking about random things. Or how we would be super tired but we’d struggle to stay awake just so we didnt have to say bye.
I miss cuddling with you and watching movies from Redbox or episodes from Family Guy. I love how we’d both pay attention to what we’re watching and not do anything else.
I miss holding your hand while you’re driving or how polite you’d be when you ask me to answer your phone or change the song since you’d be driving. Oh, and how we’d sing along to songs.
I miss going to the park or the beach with you and just have it be the two of us. Relaxing.
I miss how we’d make fun of each other and fill the sky with our laughters. I’d always make you laugh and smile, and you did the same for me. We were always in a good mood.
I miss spending the night at your house and being able to fall asleep with you, knowin that I can wake up to you right there holding me. Even though you’d fart when you wake up, I still miss our sleep overs. They were the best and Im hoping for more to come in the future.
I miss being able to take deep breaths when we’re hugging and smelling your scent. I love it.
I miss how when we’d say bye, we’d hug for at least 5 minutes and do endless goodbye kisses. I never want to let go when you leave me because it sucks. Badly.
I miss eating with you and then getting super full, we’d get so lazy.
I miss always sharing a pack between us and how what was mine was yours and yours mine. Even when you’d give out my yosi’s like nothing. Then we’d have to go buy another one.
I miss texting you everyday and updating each other on how our days went and what we did.
I miss spending the whole day with you.
I miss you holding me.
I miss you…period.
