5 This post is tagged with: it's just not meant to be
Obviously, in college, everyone had friends that you’ve had Stoli (let’s be real) Popov-fuled heart-to-hearts with worthy of recapping on a facebook wall post. You know, the ones you met at Sigma Chi and you’re waiting in line for the bathroom but some homegirl is crying/throwing up what’s left of some one night stand heartbreak/hogging the toilet so let’s pee in the bathtub and omg tag that on facebook, you’re my new favorite!? They stayed exactly what they are: college friends.
They aren’t those friends. They’re the ones still around in the morning, sober, handing you the much needed blue Powerade, the one you were using as a chaser last night, because omg remember at Sigma Chi when we were in the bathroom and you couldn’t stop crying/throwing up what’s left of some one night stand heartbreak/hogging the toilet? College is over, and they’re still around.
It hurts how much I miss them.
