or when you finally see your best friend again.
face masks of honey, coconut and lavender oil, and friendship that feels eternal,
pretty best friends, each with wide smiles and clasped hands,
jumping into the pool and keeping each other afloat,
singing musicals as loud as we can,
messing with perverted boys who have wronged us,
baking birthday goods for the next day,
watching wizardly movies meant for nerds like us,
watching each other with goofy eyes as we brush our teeth,
that's what a friend is to me.
YOU ARE READING
Smart Girl
Non-Fictionthoughts from the smart girl. //the journal of wren// //highest rank #2 in non fiction// //all names of real people interacted with here are altered from their original versions for privacy's sake//
