You know that fighting is part of loving, and would never let a fight come between the love we share.
How can I give myself completely to someone who will not return the favor? If I told you all these things I would seem weak and desperate, and you liked me better when I was sassy and resistant.
“I’m friends with all my exes, but I hate other girls. Ugh!”
Don’t write to impress your friends (or anyone) or solely to make other people like you.
Letting someone go has nothing to do with actually letting go of them, but letting go of the idea that our lives hinge on the requirement that one particular person plays a role in them.
Things always pick up where they left off, no matter how many years back you left them. They are the feeling of home, and there’s nothing, and no one, that can ever compare.
You’re the first person I want to run to with boyfriend and dating drama; you always know exactly what to say, and if you don’t, you know exactly what to do to get my mind off of it. Sure, I have other friends who can do all this for me so I don’t inundate you with my issues, but it wouldn’t be the same.
And suddenly you were saying her name. A familiar one that I had heard so many times before, but this time it was different because of the way you were saying it.
Haircuts, addiction, and their insane relationship with their mom – you can’t change any of it.