Remember that time? @flashtothepasst

My cigarette burnt my finger because I forgot I lit it

When I walked in, the blue of the room reminded me of you. Oh how I missed you

Im glad I could be the person to light up your world when it was so dim.

I remember that one time you opened up to me about your most precious memories. As if you had kept them bottled and never told anyone else.

I remember that one time you lost the wave board that your dad gave you at the beach while it was dark and we just kept going hoping that the ocean would return it to you.

I remember when we would have dinner parties celebrating our love for each other.

I remember when you would kiss me with you eyelashes and call them butterfly kisses.

No, you can’t look me in the eyes cause then you’ll fall in love with me. Now we wouldn’t want that, would we?

That one time my BD was just a friend and he helped me overcome my fear of going down the ramp on a longboard.

That one time come one capped acid on the beach and the guy started tripping and robbed one of my homeboys. Then me and another hb went to their car trying to get his shit back. Wildingggg

That time when I took LSD on the beach and kept saying we need to go back, we need to go back, until we got to the rocks and my sister was like “YEAH, we need to go back to the people. That’s it.”

That one time when the only person I truly loved, loved me back.

That one time we went to the bar and my sister told the waiter I was 18 and I quickly had to cover it up by saying 23. She didn’t even notice she slipped up

That one time when my sister was the only one who bought me a mini birthday cake and sang to me.

That one time I fell and got a scratch on my back from falling, only to have my crush freak out/ready to fight whoever hurt me.

That one time I told my boss “rich people are the worst” and then quitting because she destroyed my project after I asked her not to, nicely.

That one time I got us a hotel room and you fell asleep in the car instead because you were too faded for me to even wake you up.

That one time my sister and I were at the park and it started to rain so we had a “free spirit” photo shoot session.

That one time we went camping on the beach and put little colorful fire packets in the flames while jamming.

That one time I went to the beach with my SO and stepped on a broken beer bottle with my left barefoot. Blood was gushing everywhere and I wrapped it with a shirt/used a scrunchie to hold it in place.