i miss you friendly-friend. 99% does paris. and not just parys.
only you will get this.
remember that time we wore a shoe each and stole a sign? and then the night of the great craig saying: “why is **** being such a cock?”
remember the time you arrived in the rain and stayed til the next day?
remember the day we swore to pyjamas and you were offended and didn’t care?
remember the night you said “pizza” and I said “phuket”
remember the time i phoned you from a store about a pink heart-shaped pot and you told me you didn’t cook anyway?
remember when you stole my tea and cam ate your biscuits?
remember when you said “don’t die” and I said “i already have”
remember when you told me to transcontinentally phone your mom, and I did and I didn’t care?
remember the time i had you round to dinner and made you cook hehe4?
pancake photos and beyonce shots. you just get me, lots and lots.
remember the night of the random and we were standing there, huddled and you said: “you’re doing amazing. what is that person?”
i need a day like that soon.
larcy asked that i add this for us: Remember the night I said “Cath, there’s some really fine boys here this evening” and I was pointing at him. hehe4.
three months. roll on three months. i need my best friend X