my definition of a best friend <3
A person I can share everything with, knowing they can be trusted.
A person who I would literally take a bullet for.
A person who, through all the new friends, broken hearts, rough times, lies, backstabbing, and just high school in general, is always there for me no matter how busy they are.
A person who I can turn to at any time.
A person who I fight with, scream at, and block on msn, and five minutes later we’re back to normal.
A person who I can be a complete retard with and they never judge me.
A person who I share so many personal jokes with and none of them ever get old.
A person who knows all my secrets, even the ones I don’t want anyone to know.
A person who I can literally talk to for hours and never get bored.
A person who wouldn’t care if I called them at 3am.
A person who makes me smile without even trying, or sometimes, without even knowing.
A person who tells me straight away when I have done something wrong, calls me a bitch or a slut, and then knows that I’ll get over it.
A person who looks beyond my smile and is the only one that can tell that inside I’m crying.
A person that I can’t live without; they are my other half.
A person who is the only one that has the key to break my heart.
..dear best friend, you know who you are <3
Tell the devil I said hey, when you get back to where you’re from.
Cause if one day you wake up and find that you’re missing me
and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be,
Thinking maybe you’ll come back here to the place that we’d meet
And you’ll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.
So I’m not moving.
Yes i know it’s a picture of a sheep, i have a point though…
Being called a sheep, is not something to be proud of. Being slammed for “following someone else’s every move” is something that you never want to happen. Being told that you have changed so much that no one recognises you, is something that you never want to hear. It drags you down, makes you feel like absolute shit especially when it comes from someone that you used to be clsoe to. You don’t realise that you are changing until you hurt everyone around you. Until you lose everyone that ever meant something to you. It’s shit. It’s fucked. It screws you over. I’m sorry.
Ever wondered which hurts the most: saying something and wishing you hadn’t, or saying nothing and wishing you had?
Sometimes you just want them to know how you feel, but you don’t actually want to tell them. Sometimes you just wish they could read your mind; it would make it so much easier. Sometimes you hope that one day they will realise that you wake up every single morning with only them on your mind and you go to sleep every night with them as your last thought. And sometimes, you just hope you can find a way to move on so that the pain will finally stop.
“smiling, but we’re close to tears.”
favourite quote. favourite song. story of our lives.
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY
