We Are Us

There's so many things I could say about my friends- their craziness, their weirdness, and their overall fruit-loopy-ness. But without our specialness, we wouldn't be the same. I know they're always there for me- unless of course my house was on fire, then I know we'd be the ones sitting around roasting marshmellows hitting on the cute firemen. I can also promise you that when we are old, and have spent our lives driving everyone crazy, we will be riding around the nursing home on bright pink scooters with flames shooting out the back, checking out all the hawt guys. We make eachother mad, drive ourselves crazy, and never make any sense. But it's who we are, and nothing will ever change that.