we finally got that goodbye that we missed in august.
he's not my boyfriend. he's my jason. we're friends that kiss a lot and i wouldn't change it for the world. he's proof that life doesn't always go as planned- and that's okay.
the fact that i decided to get my lunch at pita pit on the day where they have a special for free coffee is proof that whoever is up there loves me and wants me to be happy.
as much as i hate that cliche "i live for the nights i'll never remember with the friends i'll never forget", this definitely applies.
this is before i became a mess.
