I have probably the best best friend in the world. If that even makes any sense. I can talk to him about anything, I am my complete self around him. He probably makes me the happiest girl ever, just hanging out with him. We always have fun, I’m always smiling, and we don’t even have to be doing anything important, it’s always a blast when spent with him.

He is probably the best guy friend I have ever had, he is the perfect guy friend I have wished for for so long.

&& He’s my ex, so yes, ex’s can become bestfriends, that’s true love.

Sometimes I just want to fucking die.

Like, right now.