FUCKITYFUCCKERS
WELP.
Almost two years ago now, maybe three, my best friend confessed to me. Some shit got fucked up and I ghosted her for a year. We met up again, and avoided talking about the whole situation for a while.
I talked about it with her yesterday, and sort of confessed to her. Kind of like;
Me: “I still kinda like you”
Her: “I still kinda like you too”
Me: “A?”
Her: “?”
Me: “...I like you a lot”
AND FRACKLE WE SORT OF AGREED TO BE UPGRADED FRIENDS THAT SEND HEART MEMES AND HOLD HANDS SOMETIMES.
















