pushed and trapped in the corner from the beginning. three friends and alot of running. morning bonding sesh and a fight in the bathroom and nanananana they say its your birthday. some moments stand out when i know i’m exactly where i should be. there’s a piece of hair caught on your chin and you make me smile. we laugh until we can’t stand up. we drink until we can’t stand up. we come home and you lie and we wake up and the cotton of your shirt smells so familiar.
