so i asked my best guy friend what guys do at sleepovers. his reply? "we talk about girls. we really aren't that different. you girls talk about us, and we talk about you. duh."
as we layed in the grass last night, catching lightning bugs, and watching you smush them, i realized that this is how it's supposed to be , and you , agreed♥
you know that feeling , when you see them walking in the hallway together , that tight, empty pain in your heart , that throws your insides around and makes your eyes immediately tear u - p ? that's me, everyfuckingday.