Sometimes you sit and talk to a boy you used to date and you remember that one time when you laid in the park on a chilly Sunday in September and you were wearing last night’s clothes and you picked your eye boogers and laughed about everything. 

Sometimes you sit and talk to a boy you used to date and you remember that one time when you laid in the park on a chilly Sunday in September and you were wearing last night’s clothes and you picked your eye boogers and laughed about everything. 

  1. fuzzyjensen posted this