reunited.

hug for minutes.
share our stories.
cute shoes & a flirty waiter.
strongbow & fries. mmmm.
back in sweats.
the women.
clean sheets & comfy pillows.
wake up to cinnamon scones (homemade).
french press coffee.
just sit and talk for hours straight.
sunshine and the warmth of a friendship lasting forever.
off to the mall.
with ray lamontagne.
a perfect outfit.
cookie dough blizzard.
and rush off to get ready.
you look amazing.
i love you.
and i'm so glad our lives didn't end up like our 8th grade dreams.

live it up, girl. these are the days we'll wish for when we're covered in kids and breast milk, parent-teacher conferences, moody husbands and mini vans that smell like dirty diapers.