Okay so Heather and I decided to state things we want to tell people but not to their faces so we used my blog. :) Winning.
You think you're special but you're really just my last resort.
I'm really glad I haven't slept with you this semester.
2:
I really love hanging out with you unless you're drinking.
You're not really a slut because if you were I would be too.
3:
I don't really understand why we are friends, most days I hate you.
I really dread you coming home.
4:
As a person I really don't like you. You are unattractive and cocky. I am really glad you are no longer part of this "family".
Sorry for sucking your dick. It was awful.
5:
You are actually a really good friend but you need to stop the creeper stuff and learn to kiss better.
Please don't ever stick your thumb in my mouth again. Ever.
6:
Once you pulled a gun on me 'cause you thought I was a raccoon. I was pretty frightened. Good thing I love you.
You hit me with a flag one time when you were drunk. I was really mad but I love you.
7:
You are basically one of my favorite people. No really. I don't think I have ever even been upset around you. You made anyone's days better!
You are really amazing and I like to dance with you.
8:
I like your friend but you like me. It's kind of awkward BUT you are an awesome friend to have. I really do adore you.
Warn me next time you come around so I can wear pants.
9:
I hate that you turn my world upside down with a look. One of the very few people who actually make me remember I don't hate relationships entirely.
You screwed my best friend over. I said I was going to kill you but I guess I let it go.
10:
[[You look funny when you sleep and I'm NOT Tim!]]<--- Brandon couldn't resist.
When I met you I thought you were a homewrecker and a whore. Sometimes I still think so BUT I love you more than I could possibly show. You are amazing and need to come back.
You are one of the coolest girls I know. The night I met you I thought you hated me but you're seriously one of the best friends I've ever had.
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