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“Bestfriends.”
I’ve definitely learned my lesson. I’m not throwing that word around anymore. Bestfriends should have mutual feelings and mutual respect. I only have three best friends that I know were forreal in my life. We’ve had our fights. But in the end, we always come back to eachother.
And those three are Katrina Madamba, Santiago Acosta, and Rosario Carlos.
Happy Birthday, Boyfriend.
I love you. (:
Hope those Altitudes and those Air Maxes were enough for you.
Haha, and your favorite red velvet cake.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY OLD MAN!!
Can’t believe you’re 23… Hahaha
Alright,
I’m done now. I’m tired of being your bitch. I thought you were my best friend. Shouldn’t best friends appreciate every little AND big thing someone does for you? I thought I was your “sister/best friend/ wifey”. Is this how a best friend should be treated?
I have been babysitting you for the past 5 months. I did EVERYTHING for you to be happy. At first, I did it because I felt sorry for you. And then I started to get attached to you. And then I called you my best friend too. I really gotta stop throwing that around. I only have like three best friends whom I know are REAL and appreciate anything I ever do for them. They actually listen to my problems. They say thank you when they need to. They say please when they need to.
I drove your EVERYWHERE for the past 5 months even though I never had money for gas or anything. EVEN when I was sick, I went to the club with you just so you could have your fun while I sat on the couch with my fever. I did your makeup every single day. I was your fuckin makeup artist. EVERY FUCKIN DAY. I chose outfits for you. EVERY FUCKIN DAY. I cleaned up after you. I fed you. I spoiled the SHIT out of you. I was WAY too nice.
It was the last straw, when you texted me while I was with my boyfriend saying ” Come home right now and do my makeup so I can go out.” BITCH, I’m with my boyfriend. I am not gonna leave my boyfriend to go do your fuckin makeup when you can do that on your own. You think you own everything that’s mine. And you STILL do.. taking my clothes and not even telling me when you take it to your boyfriends house. You dont even ask my permission for taking any of my things.
And now you have lied to me. You told me you didn’t take some of my things when I saw them in pictures you were in. That’s called stealing, you know.
I want all my shit back. I’m tired of being your bitch.
OH and DO NOT ask me to buy stuff for YOUR boyfriend. I use that money to spoil MY OWN. Because I HAVE A JOB. You need get up off your lazy ass and get one yourself so that you can get your son back. That should’ve been your number one priority from the beginning.
It’s whatever though.
I’m done.
Hilarious.
How are you gonna be buggin’ when you have to ask a friend to buy something for YOUR man and they aren’t able to? Get a fuckin’ job and support your boyfriend yourself. And go buy your own clothes and your own makeup artist. I ain’t your bitccchhh.
Overall,
I’m the happiest I’ve been in such a long time. The only thing I need to work on is getting back to school! That’ll come soon.
But really though. It’s been such a long time since I been happy. I love this feeling. No depressing moments, and all smiles.
I owe it mostly to my boyfriend and the few friends I have.
Boyfriend; Waking up to his cute face, coming home from work to see him, going out with him every once in a while, watching all my favorite movies with him, him making dinner for me, grocery shopping… I get to spend everyday with him, and I love it. I love him. (:
Fam; My best friends/family. Manong Rich, Santiago Acosta, and Romnick Santos. The ones I turn to for everything and anything. And the main people I hang out with. Love these boys.<3
What more can I ask for?
I got a boyfriend who’s damn near perfect in every way, and the most caring “FAM” I can ever ask for. And I have a job that pays me AMAZINGLY well.
I’m set. (:
God, I love you. Happy Anniversary.
