Paige, Stella, TwinkieWinkie, My betch, whatever you want me to call you.
You are my role model, seriously.
3 years older than me, 100x stronger than me.
You have problems going on in your life, you're a wreck, to be honest,
but that's why I love you.
You're so strong.
You put on a smile everyday, and make me laugh, brighten up my day.
You show others you don't care what they say, when even though
deep down inside it does hurt you. A lot.
And, we have this very special bond.
Inseparable.
We laugh at our stupid jokes, our sexual actions, and just pretty much anything.
We can be terrible people together, but
I love it.
We're immature.
That's great in a friendship, to me.
Friendship to me, is two goofballs who laugh all the time, and trust each other with their
life, even though they're the stupidest person ever.
And that's what we have.
I can tell you anything. You do the same with me.
You have such a great personality, and you always know what cheers me up,
and when to do it.
You know when a dirty joke/comment is the best thing for me.
You call me rood names, but it doesn't bother me.
Because you show your love aggressively.
So, yea. I know you love me, Paige!
And I love you too.
I mean, why would I write this whole thing, if I despised you?!
And yea, we got in this fight sort of thingy, but now that's over. In the past.
And we forgot about it.