i miss late night/early morning drives to and from new york with my best friends with bruce or bobby or jeff or conor blasting with the windows down speeding on an empty freeway that at any other time would be full. and i miss laying in my living room laughing with cait and lying on my front lawn til 4 in the morning with lucas and the passenger seat of coles car and hannahs room and hannahs living room and hannahs backyard and kitchen and hannah and arielles laugh and lukes basement and rhiannon and everyone and bikes and the laurel and iced coffee and point lookout and the boardwalk and the fucking canals and everything wowowwowwow