I love you so much! Okay, now that is said. You are the most beautiful, smart, outgoing, free-spirited, crazy, loud, aggravating, and annoying person I ever met. I had a pleasure entering your life and becoming a big part of your life. I have shared the most important love in my life. Softball. We have shared amazing crazy and fun moments. Our car rides to my games and back home were so creative and inappropriate. Your mom catered to me and made me gain thousand more pounds and then danced them all off with me. We started claiming each other. Just to show how much our friendship has grown. Thank you for having my back and being the only real friend this past year. You are seriously the one of the few people I can be myself with. You have seen literally all sides of me and you love all of me. I honestly don’t think I can live without you bugging the hell out of me and I love you so much Montoya.
How do you get to run around single but I am still supposed to act like your girlfriend? Why do I have to sit through your “hoe” phase because you are not ready to be a REAL BOYFRIEND! How do you get to text other girls but when I text other guys I am a hoe? Saying that it’s only us talking but you have me looking dumb on the low. Falling asleep on the phone with other girls.
Oh and your Instagram is the easiest way to get you caught up. Leaving heart eyes under all the other girls’ pictures. So when I fall back and get over you, you pick up the phone and call back. Then you have the nerve to ask “Babe why you acting so different?” “Why did you stop texting me?” “Why don’t you believe nothing I say?” It’s because you are not legit and you are full of shit and I am not trying to get played.
I am not going back and forth with these guys but saying that you love me. That is a fat lie. Go on and simmer down. I am not trying to hear that nonsense.