Tall Child

I really do not appreciate Bryce enough on this blog.

Sometimes I have really crappy days, and I can always count on him to reply to my texts with something funny or nice. Even if I’m being a super-grouchy-pants, he’s there for me. He stuck around when Xena got hit and played hide-and-go-seek and goofed around and told jokes. He basically is like my own little personal piece of sunshine. 

He’s one of the most caring people I’ve ever met, and definitely one of the sweetest. 

Daniel is really busy, which I understand. Sometimes he can’t be there for me when I need someone. Know who usually can? Bryce. My Tall Child. If he can, he responds to my texts right away and doesn’t leave immediately if I’m in a bad mood. I try to be as good of a friend to him as he is to me, because I want him to stick around.

Bryce is one of the people I most want to stay in contact with after high school. It’s very rare to meet someone who’s willing to be a friend as well as family as well as a cuddle buddy if needed. 

I enjoy having adventures with him, and I look forward to another year of shenanigans together.  

My Boy

This is Sebastian. He’s one of the most kind, handsome, sweet, talented, intelligent, adoring, loving, loyal, brave, perfect people I have ever met in my life or probably ever will. I love him with all of my heart and he is the best friend I’ve ever had or will ever had. Sadly, though, we will never be together in the way we would do so well to be.
Sebastian and I have an undeniable connection that has lasted through many years of friendship. He was the first guy I was ever brave enough to kiss on the cheek. We spent countless hours together being silly and talking on skype over the summers. He stayed the night after our Freshman homecoming and ate brownies and ice cream and watched Howl’s Moving Castle with me until the early morning hours.
He was the only guy to come to my 14th birthday party, during which we rode in a car for an hour with two other girls to my grandparent’s house to swim and eat. In fact I’ve never met a guy with such a good appetite.
Sebastian writes beautifully. He’s witty, sharp, and knows when to verbally bitch-slap me when I’m being stupid or dramatic. Yet he’s there with a shoulder for me to cry on if I need him. He never lets me hurt by myself and cares about everyone he meets. Sebby knows how to deal out tough love in the right amounts. “Two parts love and one part abuse!”
I was the first person he came out to. “I figured if I couldn’t like you, I couldn’t like girls at all.”
Sebastian is one of the best friends I will ever have, and I love him more than anything. If I want to keep in touch with anyone after high school, it’s this boy. My best friend. My brother. The man I would marry if he liked women, no doubt. My boy.

Dance, Dance

This is my best friend, Mia. She is absolutely wonderful.
We don’t have any classes together anymore, which sucks. But I don’t love her any less just because we don’t get to talk as much. She is gorgeous, sweet, and adorable.
We just traded each other fanfictions. Hers was about the Fabulous Killjoys and the one she’s writing for me is about Newsies. I love writing for Mia because she always comes up with cute plots and her character is so easy and fun to work with.
She likes MCR and Fall Out Boy and it’s great. Even though MCR is the butt of almost every emo joke ever, we are the best emo joke ever, so we don’t care.
I hope she realizes that, even though we get mad at each other sometimes, and even though we don’t talk constantly, she’s one of the most beautiful people I will ever meet in my lifetime and she deserves to be happy.
I love you, MiaMi.
Keep your boots tight and your gun close, motorbaby.