Tamme

Oh how I miss thee.
There are some days where, surprisingly, I become homesick of Auburn. No, I did not grow up there, I only lived there a short 3 years. But there are memories and people I will never forget. Today, I miss Molly. This picture reminds me of us, how we would find fun sitting on her couch cuddling, or people watching outside the famous Chevron gas station. We didn't have to be spending money, or with groups of people, or driving somewhere to have fun. The funnest times we had were just simply us, enjoying each others company. I know I sound gay, but I loved those times. So my dearest sister, don't forget about them. Distance doesn't seperate us, neither does college. Remember, we always love fagrolls, fat couch, big toes, buddah, icees, wasting my gas, secret missions, 4th of July, rollercoasters, grande iced coffees with 3 pumps white mocha, hand motions to dirty songs, chocolate razors, skinny dipping in the lake, hail storms, our swings, tamme white, road trips with pancakes, grammys house, bringing quiznoes to my boy of the week, herbert, the list goes on and on. I love you best friend.
Oh, and don't forget to "pull my hair".