#sinnermans

you like taylor swift

happy birthday, roman !! i don’t even remember how we even started talking. next thing i know, you’re calling me a nerd and sending me zootopia links. and i’m not complaining. 

what kind of vibe do i give off@sinnermans

SURPRISE, BITCH!! i bet you didn’t think you would hear from me today. please, as if i would miss my best friend’s birthday. i mean, i don’t get to post pretty photoshop things yet, but i am still here so — HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PEACHES. it is your day ( well not really there yet but whatever ), meaning i will try to keep the name calling and the shade to a minimum. but we are latina so what’s a birthday without a little escandalo? honestly though, i am so grateful to have met you. when i joined the scream community, i had no idea i would meet so many great people, including the person who is now my best friend and worse half — the maya to my riley, the bonnie to my caroline, the zoe to my brooke, the misty to my lydia, the peaches to my honey, the naomi to my annie, the roberta to my mia, and the matte to my lipstick ( yes, i am well aware that was lame, but i had to make a makeup reference )

surely, you are the worst person to have threads with because you take five hundred years to reply ( yes, i am talking about gallacroft ) and you take six thousand years to text me back ( unless i call you bitch, you always text back when i use the b word ), but you are still my best friend. the person i go to when im feeling down, bitchy or just in need of a laugh — because you are always there for me no matter what. you are there to call me out when i have stupid crushes — and then i procede to tell you to suck british dicks, but who’s counting? you are there to shade people with me, even when you have no idea who they are. and you are there to make me laugh and make fun of my typos. and you are there to cry with me because girl meets world got cancelled on your birthday ( stupid people cancelled the wrong show )

truth be said, i couldn’t have asked for a better best friend. up to this day, i don’t know how the two of us ended up becoming so close, but i am the proud number one member of the roman posse. i am pretty sure i have a diamond membership, but that’s irrelevant. what’s not irrelevant though is how much you mean to me and how thankful i am to have you in my life — all things you already know, but that i had to repeat because it is your birthday aka the day we celebrate your existence. the little mexican cheetos addicted who has taught me to embrace the salt in my soul and become a less nice person. after all, as i said before, you are my worse half.

i am sorry i cannot be with you today and that you won’t be able to force me to watch the social network. however, i do promise i am thinking of you and wishing you the very best ( along with a breath of inspiration to reply to gallacroft — yes, it’s your birthday and i want a present ). i love you, peaches. even though you never finish the tv shows i tell you to watch and you bring tons of drama into our lives.