‘these are my girls, this is our story;
different and unique are hardly the terms, as we have progressed and furthered ourselves towards social success. we work like silly and play diligently, kittens and glitter infest our august days as knowledge and smiles fill our novembers. we cry for one another now like we bled for each other in the darker days. doors have been slammed, hearts have been broken & words have been thrown around like our morals flew out the window at hurricane parties. our love is nothing compared to the fragile glowsticks we compulsively purchase by the hundreds, and our hatred for conformity has bound us together in a realm of rebellious hatred. posers bump music on the Ocean Drive while we emanate fabulous-ness all over the sidewalks downtown Newport. we breathe in oxygen and exhale swag: we are those girls you’ve heard about before. Pie is more than a word but a life style; four slices to an oh-so-heavenly clan that Wu-Tang should sign to their next album. Cindy, Terri, Kathy & Michelle are left speechless while fathers of four beautiful young women watch their daughters blossom into untouchable princesses society should be proud to consider citizens. as we brace each other and hold pinkies tightly we should remember what life has taught us: best friends never go out of style, and true love runs deep like the scars we bare on our hearts and skin. I love you Meaghan Teresa, Danielle (middle-nameless boo) & Jessica Lynn: if sisterhood ever needed a defiant and bulletproof explanation, you bitches would be all over that. be true, and remember me when you’ve succeed past everyone’s expectations.’
by meaghantw