Izzie, I really fucking love you.
We’ve known each other for 8 years now, and I can honestly say that you’ve been one of the most amazing people I’ve ever met. You’ve seen in the good, and in the bad, and in the worsts, and you’ve been there always, and I mean, always for me.
Whenever I’m sad, I feel the need of talking to you because I know you will cheer me up with your sarcastic jokes, and that you’ll make me smile, no matter what the situation is.
I just wanted to remind you that you’ll always have me by your side, and you know I’ll support. Fuck what others say: this is your life, screw others. If people try to bring you down, just fucking call me and I’ll punch them in the face because you don’t deserve to be treated like that.
You have an amazing personality, and you should know by now that I’m constantly trying to pull out sarcasm in the way that you do, but I always fail. I WISH I COULD BE FUNNY AS YOU, I TELL YOU. I wish I was as funny as you, but I’m not. And I have no fucking idea how, but you still laugh together with me at my horrible jokes. :’D Or maybe you pretend to, idk LMFAOO. Either way, thank you. :D
I don’t understand how you stand me, or how you bear with my annoying personality and conversations. I still can’t understand why aren’t you bored of me already, but all I know is that I’m thankful: VERY thankful for what you’ve done for me all these past years.
You know this year has been a sack of shit for me, but guess what? You made it a little bit brighter. :) Without you this year, I’d probably be dead already. Thank you, for keeping this smile of mine still on my face. Thank you for every moment of friendship we’ve ever had.
I just really love you, okay.
I’m so glad you share almost every like and dislike I have. We love the same people, we hate the same people (OMFG, Punka, Copuchis, and the Sperm-Head.. LMFAOOOO.), we have a very similar taste in music, we read the same books, we even like the same movies. You’re like my awesome lost twin. :’D
Let’s get married, okay? Remember you have to work out until you get Matt’s arms, and yes, I have to wear Syn’s hat and learn how to put eyeliner. WHATEVER.
I love how you make fun of me when I pull out my powerful and constant voice-cracks, and I love it when you get stuck in my orange blanket and fall down, and I love it when you drop your cellphone inside my toilet. LMFAOOOO.
Thank you for your trust, and for everything you know.. just simply, everything.
People like you make it all worth while.
I hope someday you achieve your dream of becoming a successful actress. :’) I know you’ll do.
So yes, that and bye.