Saturday, April 2, 2011
She is my best friend
I want to be cheesy and write some beautiful poem about how much I love this woman. But I know she would mock me for it. And for that I respect her. She is my best friend, as fifth-grade as it sounds it is true. If I were straight I would marry her in a heartbeat, and I guarantee we would have countless alcoholic children! (Thank God I'm gay) she knows every ugly thing I've done, partly because she's been there with me. She constantly judges me, but she does it to my face. Lying to her would be like lying to myself... we know when it's bullshit, and if it's to much to handle the lie will work for now.
Fuck your enemies, keep your best friends close.