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Hey, the redhead in those gif's with Gal Gadot is Isla Fisher not Amy Adams. If i'm missing some sort of joke i'm sorry. Just wanted to let you know.
Yikes. My bad then. I legit just got them confused with each other. Thanks for letting me know!
TIME TO GET DOWN TO BUSINESS AND EDIT A PResentatION ABOUT UFOS FOR A CONFERENCE TOMORROW
Heads Up, folks. My phone doesn't tell me that I have tumblr messages.
22.
You're my best friend.
Soooooooo don't hold any of this against me okay?
You, were my best friend. For a little bit there you were more than just a best friend. Now you might be less than a best friend, but that's because I hold grudges. I think you're a hypocrite sometimes, with what you were saying before, and what you're saying now. But I guess we never know how much we loved something until it's gone, or whatever that muggle quote is. I miss the way we used to be, and I hate how you chucked me to the side after what we did together. You seem to have forgotten the things that made us good together. How laid back you were about me calling you certain things (Well, kind of laid back), the games we used to play.
It's like that night was only a mistake to you. You don't remember the good things, like when we had that pseudo wedding, or the laughing, or how I even wore a freaking skirt for you. So... we had sex. I thought it was pretty good, expected like a "Thanks for the good time" or even a "Yeah... that was okay, let's stick to being friends" not a "Okay, I hate you for ruining my relationship, GTFO now". But I forgave you, but now things are strained and awkward between us. I wish we were back to how we were, before it all, because at least then you didn't leave, you were still happy, and you smiled a whole lot more.
I miss you, I love you (Maybe not in the way Art likes to think is real but in the best way I can), and I want you to be happy. I don't really think I've explained how I feel all to well, but it's all I can think of and put into words.
