i hate it when u stop being friends w someone or u break up w someone cos uve got all this information about them like at the back of ur mind like their birthday or their favorite game or whatever, and even years later things will come up and you’ll think about that person and its like. oh. and it never really Stops
I always tell people when I think about them fondly or am reminded of their birthday or their mamas birthday or their o face or whatever, even if they think it’s socially wrong of me to.
Fuck you, I spent a great deal of my life with you, you will not escape from me