gonegirljuliet-blog
asked:
❝ am i crying or laughing? ❞

a  loud  rupturing  laugh  echoed  through  the  halls  as  she  teasingly  threw  a  pillow  at  the  other.   there  was  no  recollection  of  what  began  the  fit,  &  quite  honestly  she  didn’t  care.  pure  joy  was  what  this  was ; being  able  to  laugh  and  no  longer  think  with  a  friend.   ❛  i  i  dont  know.  ❜  just  don’t  stop.  oh  please  don’t  stop.  for  it  would  be  over  too  soon.