I went to a simple sleepover. This one girl just HAD to be there. She HAD to sit in the position she did. My feet just HAD to bump into hers. I didn't want to fall for her. It was never meant to turn into this. But we couldn't help it. Because, I mean, if your toes fit together, aren't you meant for each other? "You're smart, kind, funny, generous, loyal, and best of all, our toes fit perfectly together, and I hope that never changes. "All Rights Reserved