The Saddest Thing.

I love, love, love sitting around with my greatest friends talking about everything from sex to the real presence of Christ in the Eucharist. Or, gathering together to make art out of magazine pictures and sharing a box of Franzia. We do homework (yes Mom I do actually do homework), listen to Lauryn Hill, and read poetry. We lay on the roof and look at the stars and the trees. We laugh, we cry, we sing, and we love. But it won't last forever.