You know, every hour my hand starts reaching out to the cordless phone to dial one of your numbers. Involuntarily. And when I don't know where you are or what you're doing at any point of the day, it just feels wrong. It makes me think...
Once we're out of the shithole, we won't meet everyday anymore. We can't sing gavar songs in our terrifying voices and scare people off. We can't be indecent and laugh (should I say 'cackle'?) loudly like mindless fools at every reasonable and unreasonable thing. Noone will understand us the way we understand eachother. Those tiny things we can find a double meaning in, nobody else will get them. In five months, when a weird situation comes up, there's going to be some retard next to me who doesn't understand why I'm elbowing them. Nobody else will understand the difference between what we feel and what we say. (Okay, maybe I'm an exception -_- but not you guys!) And when anyone else pisses us off, we can't just scream at them like we do at eachother.
I can't be myself with anyone else like I can with you guys. Can we stop time? :'(



