If one could write about my friendship with you,
they would be delighted to —
— the up and downs,
the dramatic fights,
the useless expectations,
the names we call each other.
If an illustrator could describe our friendship,
they would be eager to —
— my eye rolls from reading your texts,
the frustrated sighs heaving from my own,
the tears you shed because of me.
Our book would be a disaster,
for one could never understand why
our friendship was the way it was.
They could never turn a page to read the next chapter - for there would not be one.
How I wished that was the case.
Because there would be endless pages in our book and I wished there were none.
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HELLO EVERYBODY!!! oh my god it's already 3 months in 2021 and I know I haven't been uploading much. But I'm kind of digging the last friendship chapter I have so here's a continuation! Hope you enjoyed reading. Thank you guys :)
-Chantel
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RandomLife, in general, just sucks. Because let's be real, life isn't beautiful. Yeah well, this book's all about that. ___ Highest rankings: #1 in justthings #1 in justfeelings #1 in notetoself #15 in behappy #310 in Poetry #57 in Myself
