A post without a title.

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Its late in the night, brain is refusing to think of a title for this post.
To my awesome best-friend, *grins*
I miss those long-long hours of phone calls to each other.
I miss listening to you while you were on the potty. And you would say, ‘my ass is dry, hold on’.
I’m sorry, I had to mention it. :P

Of all the things I remember about you in school, I do not remember us exchanging our landline number at all. Do you?! :O

Remember the days when we would call each other 6 times a day?! What on earth would we talk so much, I still wonder.
I still know your landline number by-heart. I know you don’t remember mine. :/

Come back to B’lore, we’ll go to Goa and you can make fun of me again for all the stupid things I did on the Goa trip.

I want to sit next to you in a classroom and make fun of the teacher.

Remember those big sheets in which we had some long-long convos. Stupid internet dint allow me to put up the pictures of them only.
Me: When we meet after 20 years I’ll show these to you.
You: AAHAHAHAHAAAA.
Some sort of awesome-bitch you are.

Your dumfuck little kid sister misses you. Call her soon so she can wish you. :)

Happy Birthday, MonuBonu. =)
I wish you were here. I’d let you wear a short skirt and roam around the city in the bmtc bus.

I don’t have to write an emo-post now to tell you how much I love you. You know I love you no?! :*

Come lets get drunk and cuddle. :D

Comments

Butterfly said…
Oh my gosh!!! I am so excited and happy right you. You always know the right things to say/do. You can make my day sitting a whole hemisphere away. I miss you so much. You are, as you know, my bestest friend in the whole world and I wouldn't trade that for anything! Thank you so much for this post. And the wishes. I love you bunches. <3
I will call you ASAP. Muahhhhhhhhhhhhh


Totally fantasizing about cuddling with you,
Yours.


Ps: I think I called someone and got your number from them. Maybe Nikitha? Lol and ummm I hate that you're right about me not remembering it haha. Muahhhh.
March 21, 2012 at 2:09 AM
that awkward girl said…
LOL at the cuddling comment :P
Love! :)
March 21, 2012 at 7:37 PM
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