I love our inside jokes. Close friends with unspoken communication it transcends our verbal limitations, its chaos and beauty mixed, together just as separate a place is found in a disorderly scene paint and water spill creating with colliding colors that clash and **** things up together in the most profound way I'll tell you about my day in a haze of excitement and a fervor of love and wonder everyday is a trip to a new experience its painful and dull with pangs of sharp realizations and laments that end with I'll fix it someday so we burn the day away and hit the pill bottles to relax the muscles and taste the paper to experience what it says
but we know that we go too far some days some days we go too far and we still don't think it's far enough.