Vodka cran, please!
Happy and I met when we were 16 or something in art class. She's literally been one of my favorites ever since! Probably because she's one of the few people who really understands that sometime I need a nap before going out, that I might show up late because I was to busy beating my face, that I might be at an art gallery with the shittiest attitude because my anxiety is getting the best of me, and she's the only person who can sit next to me in the back of a strangers car while we're so drunk just waiting for the cops to let us go. I loved Happy since I was 16 but over the past couple of months I've realized how much she genuinely means to me.
It's been about a week and a half since she's moved to New York City and I can't believe that it has barely sunk in that one of my best friends has left L.A ! Seriously what's up with everyone leaving LA lately, one of my other best friends moved to Seattle about three weeks ago. Is it "National leave Nico behind" month or something! I need answers!
Anyway, I'm writing this post for Happy because I am so incredibly proud of her for the artist that she is and extremely grateful to have her in my life, even if she is hundreds of miles away.
