here's to teenage memories...(may252015)
you’re there, you know what to say you always know what to say fsk you are my heart and my soul everything i feel internally, i feel because you taught me how to i couldn’t do it before you i was always this walking robot (now literally a robot with metal inside my elbow) but it’s different now
you are this heart made of gold, selfless angel princess muffin i call my best friend i’ve gained this hobby of freaking you out with horror movies and ghost stories i just told daddy satan to hide in your closet (don’t freak out he’s an angel in disguise) “you are not alice my dear, and this is not wonderland” because that rabbit hole seems to be the realist thing in your head sometimes i’ll be here when you need guidance i’ll be here when you’ve just completely hit rock bottom and i’ll be here when your on cloud fucking 100
all i know is, i really don’t know all that much about life but one thing i can be sure of is that you’ll always be around even if we lose touch, God forbid, you’ll always have your spot right there deep in the bottom pit of my black soul you left your mark on me i don’t say that much, or at all, to anyone but you my darling you are my constant star (i know in my heart) (1d reference af)
year after year of these cheesy ass birthday posts what you gonna do, right? we’ve known each other for 10 years and i’m so grateful for every minute we’ve spent throughout the years and you’re the only person i have such amazing moments with constantly i hope your youthfulness glows in the dark and you light up like those 41 stars (pre birthday) in the sky
this is starting to sound gibberish sa7? yala bas bye a7ibich wayed. -fhs xx