Hayden

In two days, my best friend in the entire world will be 15 years old. We met when we were both 6, in first day. We were introduced under a tree. Great story, huh? It really is, because it began the best friendship I could've ever imagined. I can tell Hayden anything. I probably tell her way more than she's interested in knowing but she just acts like she cares anyway. She always stands up for me and bitchslaps people on demand. I can trust her and our inside jokes are endless. Between naming an impulse buy marble collection, attempting to kill a fly with a baby blanket, getting stuck at the top of an elevator, talking to a gay dude via text, and donald duck the sex toy, we've got it all covered. Hayden is the bestest friend ever in the whole entire world. I love her. And for the record: Hayden, dear, you aren't spoiled. You are amazing. You are smart. You are gorgeous. You are my breast friend. And I love you dearly.