I would trade him for them.
Doesn’t mean he ain’t worth anything though.
I just miss my girls.
This song takes me back to last summer.
Smoking on the Madilyn and Courtney’s balcony. Late night car rides in the station wagon with Zoe Madilyn Courtney. Summer heat. Spiral staircase. Kissing in the back seat of my car. Driving home being the only one on the road. Staying at his apartment late and then driving home groggy eyed without even caring how tired I was or if I had work in 4 hours. Sitting on his roof, chain smoking. Innocence of just starting to like someone, not being afraid, being excited.
The freedom of Madilyn and Courtneys first apartment, moving them in. In that apartment we smoked so many cigarettes while we talked about boys in such a starry eyed manner. Got high so many times and cried from laughter. That place was our secret little escape from the world.
I miss my girls and I especially miss how close we used to be. Before anything really got in the way, we all had each other.
Amazing how my views have significantly shifted. A year ago, I would never thought I would be where I am today.
I always try to forget. But this song always manages to take me back.
It amazes me how fucking fabulous ABBA is. I truly love Agnetha & Frida like nobodys damn business. True goddesses.