I will never let us drift apart. You’re the best person I have in my life and I am not me when I am not around you. I will never, in a million years, let someone mess you around. I will personally attack them for you. I will never let you get a horrible haircut.… Continue reading 44 things I’d like to say to my best friend
Han, I originally wanted to right this somehow hoping it would make me feel better. But I’m sure I will just end up in tears. I feel like up until now I was completely denying the fact that in September you will no longer live down my street. And then I’ll have to do this… Continue reading Open letter to my best friend who is moving away
Will you just excuse me whilst I delete you from my life? Just watch me whilst I resist the urge to double tap on your picture of you smiling that smile that made me slightly weak the knees just looking at it. Whilst I hit you with a read receipt but with no reply. Whilst… Continue reading Excuse me whilst I delete you from my life
“I know it’s hard. Believe me. I know it feels like tomorrow will never come and today will be the most difficult day to get through. But I swear you will get through. The hurt will pass as it always does. If you give it and let it go. So let it go. Slowly. Like… Continue reading Take a moment
“You said. If it is meant to be fate will bring us back together. For a second I wondered if you were really that naive. If you believed fate worked like that. As if it lived in the sky staring down at us. As if it was not already within us. As if fate was… Continue reading Is it fate?
“Suddenly you’re 21 and you’re screaming along in your car to all the songs you used to listen to when you were sad in middle school and everything is different but everything is good.” Hey guys, This blog post has been brought on by the looming fact that everyone will be going their separate ways… Continue reading So I guess this is growing up
“Let me photograph you in this light, in case it is the last time that we might be exactly like we were before we realised we were sad of getting old. It made us restless. Oh I’m so mad I’m getting old. It makes me reckless. It was just like a movie. It was just like a song.… Continue reading When we were young