who cares that we’re all going to be tired tomorrow? we’re making memories right now. i am a firm believer that if you can have a blast talking to your friends for 8 hours straight, there is absolutely no reason to cut it short for something as mundane as bedtime. middle of the night conversations go hard, everything is funny and vulnerable and precious and playful. tell me everything while we curl up on the couch or huddle on a stoop somewhere.
i love to be with my pals and experience the phases of the evening— dinner, sweet treat, dancing, pizza, chatting, video games, about to crash. it feels so wonderful to experience the whole gambit and then part ways.
