If you wake me up 5 times for no fucking reason, I will be cranky as shit.
It was at that moment, that I truly felt happy to the point that I started crying. I was watching a movie in my bedroom as I was making my best friend, Angelica, a bracelet that she requested. I don’t know what came to me when those tears started rolling down my face, but I knew I was happy. Although I had only spoke to her a little more than an hour ago, I picked up my phone and told her how happy I was she and I were friends. Seven years now and we’re still going strong. Even when we had that year or so hiatus that we drifted away, when we started talking again, it felt as if we were always present in each others lives. I’m happy and I love it. I wish I could feel like this forever.
