Let's go back to our life in Vegas, four years ago, when we couldn't get enough of driving around town listening to Jack Johnson while holding hands, and applying a sepia toned filter to almost all our pictures...
May 3, 2008: night of our first kiss
May or June 2008: we used to always split a 6 pack of beer & watch a movie
Sep 2008: club night. I saved him from getting hit by a car this night.
Gosh, we've changed so much. Mostly for the better. For instance, Mikey no longer has those disgusting glasses.
Does it mean that the fire is gone if we no longer roll around on oily concrete, sucking face like horny teenagers? ;)