Friends
Friendship is reciprocal. You’re there for them. They’re there for you. I couldn’t appreciate my friends more.
I had Just got back from a scary movie. Highway was black. So were the neighborhoods. Weird.
Let’s just say the dark and I don’t see eye to eye.
I was really freaked out, searching for comfort. Sent a few texts. Even fewer responses.
There was one person that was really there for me. I appreciated it so much.
She cheered me up. We chatted. Though it had been almost two hours, time passed quickly. That’s what friends are for.
Wuffs
when I start thinking about how many people are in the world. Around seven billion.
7,000,000,000
There are so many people I don’t know. So many stories I haven’t read. I see people everywhere. Starbucks. Walmart. Driving down the road. What are their names? Where do they live? What are their families like? Are they good people? Sad people? Normal people? Who do they love? Who loves them? What did they want to be when they were little? Do they like who they are now?
Do people see me and wonder the same thing?
Maybe. Maybe not. Does it even matter? How can I care about everyone like that? How can anyone care about a stranger like that? Why do I always want the best for others? Who wants the best for me? Who will want the best for me? When am I going to meet them? Am I going to meet them? Am I in charge of any of that stuff? If it’s destiny, can I change it?
What if I didn’t go to Starbucks today? What if I wasn’t about to leave?
Too many questions. Not enough answers.
Ten minutes into St. Elmo’s Fire and I already wish I grew up in the 80s.
All I want to do is watch this movie. Must wait til Sunday on the TV Guide channel, or until I go visit my dad. Ughhhh I just wanna watch it now.
Tooooo cuuuuuuuute <3 D’aawwwwww
(Source: sextingwithsirens, via nnowakk)
porn.Spectacular Libraries in Europe. (via Mental Floss)
*dies*
