5.05.2013

"Also, it’s almost 3 am and I’m reading my best friend’s poems and I can’t stop thanking the heavens for her. It took me years to be this comfortable with a human being; to feel this accepted by someone. This year was a lot to take, but I’m glad I spent it with Chryss. I’m glad I have Chryss."

Sometimes my best friend likes to make me cry.

2 comments: