14 April 2012

What I wish I could say.

You're really one of my best friends, and when one of those girls you party with breaks your heart, or refuses to sleep with you, or tells you that you need to get your crap together, I'll be here.
Ready to go for long walks until we run out of things to say.
Ready to listen.
But until then, I'll let you ignore me, because that's just so typical of you.







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