delusional daydreamer

INTERESTING….

so freaking proud of my girl, i know she’s gonna go far and do GREAT ❤️❤️❤️

i just wish i could protect my best friend from all the intrusive negative thoughts that get in her head 😔 i wish i could take the pain for her. she is worth so so much to me and her value on this earth is higher than the most precious and rare of diamonds.

her sweetness tastes better than any candy that’s touched my tongue (and hey, even though i’m a diabetic, i can take it), and even though she’s affirmed to me countless times that i’m lying about this WHICH I’M NOT, she’s far more beautiful than me and she really does make my day brighter as much as i make hers brighter, maybe even more.

i only wish we could both stay happy all the time, and that we could be together and hug each other and swap songs and snacks and go for walks around the park and dream about an italian vaca but life is always knocking on (let alone beating down) the door to our minds we too often wanna keep shut.

she is simultaneously my steady and my muse, the outlet that i can plug into when i’ve had a long day (or an exciting one), the crutch i can lean on, the shoulder i can cry on. the brain i can depend on, the heart i can love on, the soul i can twin with. and everything else about her, in the mirror that i hold up to her for me to see, i wouldn’t want any different, both inside and out.

like anyone else should, i admire her intelligence and strength. i look at myself and wonder how i can hold a candle up to her mind. no matter how hard the winds of life try to sway your tree, it still stands ready to blossom with the most lucious of fruits. and i’m so grateful for them all.

i love what we share in common, how music keeps us both grounded and inspires us. how we admire more than just artistry— the quality of said artists’ character speaks volumes to us. that goes hand in hand with talent.

but at the heart of it all, what the most attractive thing i find in her, is her kindness. kindness goes a long way and had that familiar ripple effect, sure, but this kindness is so palpable, it’s so easily able to be reciprocated. friendships like ours stand the test of time due to our willingness to just be nice, friendly, wonderful, and kind people to this earth as well as each other, amongst many other things.

i’m so freaking lucky and grateful to have you in my life. calling you my best friend is a badge of honor i wear with the utmost pride.

i love you beyond any form of measure 💞

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i like it when ur nice to me 😊😇

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paying homage to an up and comer who’s pretty much got the song of the summer right here ✅☀️😎

but this is actually a tribute to my absolute number one best friend on here @littlebitofeverything-lass and i hope she enjoys 🤷‍♀️ i have no clue how she puts up w me and my schenanigans all the time but hey, we’re still going strong!

i really wanna make a new friend since my one close friend i had, well, i haven’t heard from in quite a bit.

but then i’m thinking about all those elderly folk who may be lonely now because their partner died either recently or a while back, or maybe their friend(s) have passed on or have entered retirement homes and they’re just not quite there yet. maybe they wanna get in touch with the younger generation, see what we gotta offer. maybe i want to prove to them that not all of us have succumbed to brain rot, that there’s still a few decent individuals out there who may also be lonely but don’t wanna hang with the “cool” brainwashed crowd. maybe they don’t realize yet that there’s a few “old soul” gen z’s like myself who was never interested in whatever’s trending or whatever’s popular. because i, too, wish for simpler times, where we could meet out in the open instead of on an app. where we could have face-to-face conversations at a table where you wouldn’t have to subject yourself to talking to a screen, or through a screen... just like old times. super strange to say that now, i know. kinda sad as well. *sigh* if only that was the normal again, and not whatever the heck gen z prefers nowadays.

but back to the meet and greets. i’d wanna go back in time and chat with their younger selves. i’d wonder what they’d be like, what they’d be interested in. would we hit it off? i’d wanna talk about vintage music with them, what’s good to watch on television. what’s the fastest bike route to their favorite spot to hangout? that would just warn their hearts right up wouldn’t it? i’d wanna ask them what they miss the most about their childhoods and teenage hoods, if they ever remember it. what did they wanna go back and change. what regrets they still live with, how could we lift them in any way. y’know, simple stuff like that. and i wonder how shocked they’d be that i would willingly be engaged, fascinated. not just interested. i would wanna be immersed in their own little world. i would wanna live in their realm as they’re telling me about simpler times.

and maybe they’d be shocked, too, that i’d want to live in those times myself. with that generation. the ones who had it made, before the world went to shit.

i’d wanna befriend the ones who’ve been through the ringer, who’ve seen it all, who’s door i can see wide open for a new opportunity, a new life, to simply waltz right through, and maybe spark a little light in the passageway.

BRO TF THEY INJECT IN DIS SHI G LIKE IT FUCKING LIT BRUH SHIT BE FIRE DAWG