Anonymous asked: Why do you like her so much?
The truth is, I never knew I would like her as much as I do. When we first met, I thought she was the prettiest girl I’d ever seen, and I thought she was much older than me and the coolest girl in existence. She was that girl who knew everybody and had tons of friends. She had style and was really playful. She put me in a nervous trance, that had never happened to me before.
We would talk for hours at a time on the phone. Sometimes, we’d even watch the sun come up. We would talk about anything and everything, it always flowed. I felt like I had known her forever. We had tons of stuff in common, and the more I learned about her, the more I felt I had to.
To this day, I’ve never felt such a connection with anyone. I can be so bare with her. I can say whatever I want to say and do whatever I want to do, and feel like she understands. She’s truly my best friend, and the most amazing person I know. I like her because we have our own little world, I’ve yet to meet anyone who can keep up with my humor and keep me laughing and smiling. She keeps me on my toes!
I like her because: she gives me the crunchy fries, and she gives me the last bite of her burrito. She makes sure I’m up for school, cos she knows I sleep through my alarm. She calls me just to say hi, and let’s me know she thinks of me. She talks to my mom and dad, she thinks it’s important. She let’s me choose where we should go eat, she knows I’m particular. She walks my dog with me so I won’t get bored. She makes the bed cos she knows I HATE making beds. She lets me sleep on her side of the bed cos it smells better. She wears my sweaters for days at a time so her smell stays on it. She compliments me when I look nice. She cooks for me, she knows when it’s time for me to eat. She sees my favorite bands with me, even though she cannot stand them. She doesn’t care if I’m out with friends. She doesn’t mind staying home with me on the weekend, we always have fun. I never have to tell her I’m sick, she just knows to come take care of me. She brings food to me after work cos she knows I’m hungry. She let’s me lay on her chest and belly, cos she knows that’s the only way I’ll fall asleep. She covers me with a blanket when I fall asleep. She’s spontaneous, we can literally do anything that comes to mind and enjoy it. She has her own language, she makes these adorable gestures and sounds when she eats or gets excited or mad. I like her because she sings Bon Iver in the shower.
I can go on forever about this. Bottom line, she’s like, the coolest girl in the universe, and I love her guts.
