I think that maybe this is love. Your best friends over anything else. Laying next to each other in the car listening to every song possible. I love my friends.
“I like my hair messy. My love wild. And my sex aggressive. But I’m still a sensitive woman, just with passion.”
“Today was the first time I’d seen you in weeks. We’re strangers now. You’re a stranger I had once loved with everything that I had. A stranger I let myself get lost in. You’re a stranger who knows all of my secrets; who knows me better than I know myself. Sad, isn’t it? You let people into your life and they become a part of you, only to see them walk away. And then you’re back to where you started. Strangers.”
“I have found that if you love life, life will love you back.”
I wanna sneak out in the middle of the night and drive to the middle of nowhere and lay on the roof of a car and stare at the stars