The good fight is always worth fighting.

Life is walking onto a pile of sticks you told yourself 500 times not to trip over,

letting the sky be the limit for these bottomless bowls we share,

picking flowers with our eyes and watering them with water bottles of REAL water,

watching iTunes visualizer and trying to pick out shapes,

following the buddy system and losing our minds, shoes, and innocence,

not saying goodbye, but making it clear this is your last hello.