hahahha buckle in fellas ebony. truly me angel, my baby the most ridiculous person i know. i’ve known you since the day you popped right out of your mother and ever since then i’ve been your mother. how you ask? none of your business.you are my best friend, my sister, my wife, my daughter, my mother but just fucking everything. you are someone who gets me, like truly fucking gets me. i could out of nowhere send you a message about why i’m upset or what’s going on in my life and you just fucking do your best to understand me and not judge me. all of my flaws and all of my downs you use to define me as a person, you use to understand why i do things the way i do things rather than use these things against me or to judge me.we never see each other bc ur ass went and moved to the most annoyingly out of the way place from my house but every time we have a sleepover or go to sydney or go on a trip together it’s like we haven’t gone a day without being with each other. the memories and the laughter we fucking share is ??? i’m pretty sure all of our inside jokes are the dumbest things to anyone that ever heard them but i cherish every single little memory we have together. there’s a reason my room is full of photos of us. even though we never take photos together lmaoooooooo. but every time we hang out the last thing i’m thinking of is my phone or my camera because i’m so invested in our time. whether we’re travelling around sydney aimlessly and recreating ashton irwin pictures at the friendship garden or getting rained on at luna park (have u realised 2 out of the 3 times we’ve gone we’ve been rained on ????) or even if we’re getting drunk watching horror movies or just sitting in silence and rping like??? the time of my life. i could go on for hours about you just like? i fucking love you so much
