Tuesday, August 4, 2009

oh.

Currently Listening To: If No News, Start Rumours // The Vaine
'...this was not an accident, she fell into the darkest grave she dug herself...."

Hey Liz.

I really miss you. I haven't called you in a really long time.
I miss us just hanging out and you calling me and playing My Chem on guitar and making me sing along on the phone. And the time I put you on speaker phone and you were wailing 'Stairway to Heaven' while playing it for my family to hear. Aww, good times.

Remember year five and six? Haha, the bunker? Man, we always used to beat Andrew and his friends, and when we didn't we just kicked them anyway. Awww, kinda miss primary school, because we were much closer and now you're in totally different classes and I dropped physics and I miss you a lot. I'll come over after trials or something, and then I can have a proper conversation with your mother and all. And you can crash my place and we'd just do nothing all day like we used to, haha. You're my oldest friend, so don't crash and burn. And if you do, I'll crash and burn too, if only to keep you company.

- dyanne. ♠
'Sorry, I don't speak Abercrombie and Fitch.'

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