babies.

we scrape nickles and dimes from the bottom of our purses just to get by.

we tip 30% then drive home on empty.

we skip food and buy clothes or weed instead.
we drink paychecks away in the elbow room.

we talk about our hearts till we are blue in the face.

we've seen everyone at their breaking point,

and been next to them to help put them back together.

we want to go together, sing together, and leave together.

we hug goodbye.

we hug hello.

we don't like strangers. unless they are cute.

we all make the same mistakes.

I quit smoking, and suddenly I can pay all my bills now.

but I want to keep smoking.

what else am I going to do on trips in the car to nowhere.

we sleep little because we don't want to miss a thing.

and drink too much coffee just because it keeps our hands warm.

we wait..... for two long.
anything outside of ypsi done together feels like a vacation.

winter blues make friends need to help friends from getting stuck under that avalanche. 
we live for the nights that make us wish we were dead the day after.
we don't drink to forget ex-boyfriends, or we shouldn't,
we drink to remember we have good friends.
this winter is going to end.

I promise.

I promise, babies.