

Memories in everything. Talked about oven - Kaiquan cupcakes and the cupcakes we baked after cross country at my house. Marshmellows, you at the french fries shaped marshmellow and spat it out on the canteen floor, laughed like mad. Dounut, we always ate it when we slacked at library. So many memories. We all changed, we all grew up, and now, all that's left of it is the memories we had. We might have lost a future in this friendship, but we had a past. I won't be sad cause it's over, but be glad that it happened, cause I have so many memories, practically everything I do, I'll think of you. At least I have something. That's what I'll tell myself anyway.