Manifesto Ultimatum: Day 9

 

Write a really vague post.

You keep me awake at night. In a good way.

You've got mystique. It's a really big plus because I just always want to get inside your head. And when I do, it's captivating.

You retweeted me one time, and it made my whole life.

When someone asks me who my best friend is, most of the time I say no one. But sometimes I say you. Because in the end, you are.

There was a day that I honestly thought I would marry you. Now, I'm not so sure.

I had a three day crush on you. Real life. You would laugh if you knew it was you.

When I go to California, because I will, you are coming with me. And I just realized I'm talking to more than one person.

You told me to dream big, and it's one of the most beautiful, sincere, and genuine things anyone has ever said to me.

I was mean to you. And now I'm trying to make up for it.

I know you. You know me. That's really enough. I miss you.

I don't even know what to say to you. I'll miss you when I'm gone. Also, it was me who made that awful assumption. Sorry.

I feel like we're frenemies. But we're friends right now. And I really want to keep it that way. And I wish the best for you.

The day I met you, I knew we were supposed to be friends. It was almost creepy. I knew that one day I had to be there for you. So I tried really hard to be your friend. And finally, that day came.

I could talk to you for hours. Hours. There's a part of my soul that only you understand because it's in you too.

You are one of the most down-to-earth, genuine and cool people I've ever met. I love you so much. And I love how much you love me. Let's get married.

I wish I knew the parts you left out of everything you ever said to me.

You make me laugh so hard, and I feel we would have never been friends if we didn't live so close.

I'm still waiting to find someone that knows you as well as I do, but they haven't turned up yet. So I guess I'm happy with that.

I still don't know exactly what I did to get on your bad side, but it makes me sad.

I can't put my finger on what makes me so drawn to you. But it's been like this for a while, and I don't see any end in sight.

One day, I thought about kissing you. You would die if you knew this. Sometimes I love you, other times I am completely apathetic. It all has to do with your confidence level. Sorry I'm a jerk.

I actually really like you and I want to be better friends with you.

I hate when I see hints of the hurt in your eyes from that day.

You are just good. If there was ever a person just filled with good, it's you.

That was surprisingly therapeutic.

Have a nice day.