maybe you're suppose to make my life better. maybe god or whatever is out there was like hmm i'll make her life suck beyond belief but i'll give her a good friend her senior year in high school.
i mean this is not to hate on my already amazing friends. but you don't know how nice it is to have a good friend in the same city who is not a boy and will lay in a playground at night and talk to you about clouds.
maybe we're suppose to teach eachother things. you're so positive. stupid positive. maybe that's what you're suppose to teach me. and i'll teach you to not make the same mistakes i've made haha. god..
OVERANALYZATION.
i need an alarm in my head to go off when i start thinking too much.
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