I miss this.

I want you to know how incredibly blessed I feel that you're my facebook friend. That once upon a time I knew you. That I can look back on times in my life and smile widely and say, "I sat for five hours just talking and drinking coffee in this little place in the middle of Glasgow." To say that for three hours one night in the Carling Academy I felt loved and scared and used and dirty and elated and ecstatic and you were right there with me, experiencing it.

After all, what happened at the Enemy, stays at the Enemy. That's right? Right? God, tell me it's right.