Things my friends say


"cheers"

"I haven't done any other step but I've done step 4 and that's the most important one"

"kuddooooooosi"

"look, stay with us, we'll all cry together, ok?"

"yawr"

"ayesha, no"

"you're like the cat you know, you get chased by dogs, and then you want attention but you push away the people who give it to you"

"are you agnostic too?"

"I will make chai for you but then you have to promise you will be quiet and let me study"

"let's go to the cafe, we'll study there"

"let's go to the football field, we'll dance there"

"do you have milk? no, not for me, for the cat"

"you're coffee mug is my coffee mug's baby cup!!"

"people can do anything"

"am i still fake?"

"did he make you cry? we'll go punch him in the face if he did"

"you're just like the doctor from how to be single" (i am all of how to be single, also real life doctor now)

"I love you. You know that"

"My cupboard is full but I don't have any clothes"

"We'll start gyming regularly. From tomorrow. Or next week"

"I don't want to think about it. About you leaving"

"Let's go to the library. We'll chill there"







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