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//A random list of randomness #arandomlistofrandomness - 8 1) I will walk down the street and have my best friend tap my right shoulder and move to my left side, and that's when I will get my hair tousled. I will feel cute and act cuter, ditching grammar rules and punctuations, while awaiting the punishment placed at the end of the street for ditching what I shouldn't have. 2) I see myself in an oversized t-shirt and faded trousers pottering into his dim room, with a transparent cover full of Cornetto and Dark Fantasy, placing the bag on the edge of his bed, looking at him sitting in his chair, teary eyed. I then notice how he turns to me, his eyes try not to smile, I try not to cry. 3) I get a message. "Hope you're doing well." I am. I accidentally send, "I miss you." I receive a hundred "Miss you-s." We could have just talked over phone. Or we could have met near our school. Friends lose touch. Friends grow possesive. Friends become scared. Friends love friends. Friends hate friends.
//A random list of randomness #arandomlistofrandomness - 8 1) I will walk down the street and have my best friend tap my right shoulder and move to my left side, and that's when I will get my hair tousled. I will feel cute and act cuter, ditching grammar rules and punctuations, while awaiting the punishment placed at the end of the street for ditching what I shouldn't have. 2) I see myself in an oversized t-shirt and faded trousers pottering into his dim room, with a transparent cover full of Cornetto and Dark Fantasy, placing the bag on the edge of his bed, looking at him sitting in his chair, teary eyed. I then notice how he turns to me, his eyes try not to smile, I try not to cry. 3) I get a message. "Hope you're doing well." I am. I accidentally send, "I miss you." I receive a hundred "Miss you-s." We could have just talked over phone. Or we could have met near our school. Friends lose touch. Friends grow possesive. Friends become scared. Friends love friends. Friends hate friends.
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