Thursday, April 1, 2010


She is a ridiculous letter to Andrew we wrote in high school.
She is Amos Obadiah.
She is hours spent gabbing on the phone.
She is goodbye said four or five times before actually hanging up.
She is what's wrong? after I only speak one word.
She is calling me when I have just thought of her.
She is "Girl's SHOULD have nights out!"
She is tequila body shots with DonMeister.
She is my sister-in-law.
She is my best friend.

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