yeah cool whatever

andzach asked: That was amazing lady.

Zacha. You da bomb. Thank you <3

I remember your voice because it kind of haunts me. I remember your booming laugh and your winks. I remember the nights I let myself be vulnerable to you, and you embraced it. I remember the confessions we whispered and kept. I remember your broken backpack zipper and your slippers that you always insisted were just “soft dress shoes”. I remember your sleepy eyes and their stupid twinkle. I remember your birthday. I remember our spring break and our songs. I remember your salmon shirt that I always made fun of for being “pink” even though I secretly liked it. I remember the embarrassing stories your mom loved to tell me. I remember your baby pictures and videos she always showed off. I remember how you’d tease me for wearing Converse and flannel all the time. I remember when you started wearing Converse and flannel all the time. I remember your words that turned into promises that turned into lies. I remember how you would always leave the ‘y’ off the end of my name. Always Moll, never Molly. Except when you were apologizing. Which you did a lot, but never enough.

I remembered to get over you, I forgot to forget you.

I may have just watched “My Best Friend’s Wedding” for the millonth time and gotten a million variations of happy and depressed because it hits a little too close to home for me. And in my sorrowed state, I begun to ask myself my internal FAQ: “hey moll, what would cheer you up right now?” A: “WHAT? WHY PRANKING, OF COURSE!” so in an extremely half-assed effort I snuck out to my best friend’s car and left a note with something written along the lines of, “Hey handsome ;) I saw you get out of your car earlier -yaddayaddayadda- Stop by #3659 and say hi sometime ;) xoxo- J” and I really just did it to give us both a laugh for 2 to 5 minutes because he knows I’m always up to something ridiculous. But he just left and didn’t see the note until he got home and now he’s texting me asking who lives across the street in #3659 and he really thinks it’s a real note and he’s trying to play it cool and suave and I’m cracking up endlessly as I am again reminded that there is good in this world…. and that it comes at the expense of embarrassing your loved ones.