I miss you, and the time we hung out… I miss the bad times as much as I miss the good times… our relationship is never great, we have our fights, but we always figured it out.
My homie, my best friend.
I love you and don’t at the same time, and I know you feel the same… We can chase each other around the house, hitting each other with pillows, but all in good fun...
My homie, my best friend.
We’re tight, and best friends, I love you…
My homie, my best friend, my brother.
May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 7:42 AM UTC
I miss you, and the time we hung out… I miss the bad times as much as I miss the good times… our relationship is never great, we have our fights, but we always figured it out.
My homie, my best friend.
I love you and don’t at the same time, and I know you feel the same… We can chase each other around the house, hitting each other with pillows, but all in good fun...
My homie, my best friend.
We’re tight, and best friends, I love you…
My homie, my best friend, my brother.
