i love this homegirl. we share brainwaves on a very serious level. and sometimes i bully her or get bitchy with her or just outright mean, but she understands me well enough to know that i don' t mean it. or that i do mean it but it doesn' t matter because i won't mean it later. i love that i can call her and bitch to her about stuff and she just gets it. whenever i call her, we end up having really good discussions and when i hang up the phone i just have this really whole feeling. like i want to sigh and smile, shaking my head, thinking to myself "she knows me all too well." or "well aren't we just peas in a pod?". seriously. mad love for that girl.*photo cred to my fake boyfriend jimmy dunn.
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