The 'Sean-a-pauls'
'Compared to a friendship, gold is dirt'
Treasured Friends
Treasured Memories
Treasured Girls
We sat in the car for over an hour talking about the previous night and how our boyfriend 'Vodka' betrayed us yet again, an occasion that we found reoccuring most Sundays. We parked the car in my driveway ready to get out but none of us had the energy to open the door and walk up the driveway. Ashleigh was wearing the only Sean-a-paul we had, a necklace that we had shared amoungst the three of us whenever we went out for the previous 18 months.While I was spread out accross the back seat gasping for fresh air, I noticed a huge bundle of wire from one of Karas uni assignments and started to weave another Sean-a-paul. It wasnt long until they noticed was I was doing and locked the car doors until I had finished making us all one. With our best friend Ash now settled down in London, Kara and I now LOVE to wear our littel treasured 'Sean-a-pauls' with great pride as if she were still here. They will always hold apart of her and remind of us the all the playful times we shared. One in Albury, one in London and the other still in Nelson Bay, no matter how far apart we are we will always still be together. Long live the Sean-a-paul. Miss you Smasha. Come home soon, actually no don't, stay and we will come to you! xx
BL. xx
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