it’s always the friends you don’t expect that pull it out of the bag and stand by you when you’re down.
this is the only way I can fall asleep.
“Are you alright?”
This is about the 56th time my mum has asked me this today and it’s driving me mad. Regardless of what is wrong with me and to at whatever degree, I highly doubt I’m going to be willing to talk about it!
Their friendship is actually one of my favourite things.


