Remembering the fond memories makes me somewhat miss this friendship. As I’ve grown, I’ve realized that the faults of the falling out are my own, I grew to despise you deeply, for not trusting me, trusting me to be your best friend. I s’pose I do understand, but days in school while I’m making new friends a small part of me knows you should be walking through those doors, sitting in my chair, letting me do your hair how we always planned.
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He finally grows into his shirt, fuck yeah