#friemdship

We spit cherry seeds as far as we can. Those were the days we spent in cowboy boots at the edge of the forest. You try to talk in a country accent and draw out the O's in your words. Our laughter turns into clouds. I'm telling you about a boy. You give me bullshit advice and tell me about your most recent sexual escapade. I come here again, years later. We were dumb kids then, holding each others hands through high school. Contorting ourselves to fit into the arms of our lovers. I wanted to see you older, so I come to the same place. All alone. These cherry trees grew in our wake.

I want a friend who can pump me up and tell me I'm the greatest like Paul Heyman.

the fact that most people think that saying you love someone is an automatic confession of romance. insane to me actually

shoutout to my friend for introducing me to the idea of chuupoe you’ve changed my life and you’re not even in this fandom i love you