Though you, Tyler, almost made us hit the back bumper of a car that you earlier honked at, and sometimes make me laugh till I turn the color of a cheery slurpee (very embarrassing shade of red)--I still love you. You're one of my best friends in this short life that I've yet to live.
You're there to make me laugh, asks me what's wrong, to oogle over Youtube channels, to bring up random John Green associated things, to enlighten me in some music, and everything else that I can't even describe with the use of a keyboard.
You were the one who took me to an amazing concert, TWLOHA: Heavy and Light, and you were there for the aftermath when my ex-boyfriend was being crazy (nice word for it), and when I explained what I was going to walk into (a massive angry attack from my parents due to my ex). Next, I'll take you to a concert you can't forget.
I will confide in you with just about anything, and I would hope you'd do the same with me. You're one of the people I completely trust, which means a lot. I can't trust many people with all of me.
Let's make FML shirts one day, and run around with glitter on ourselves and hell let's dance in your culdasack while singing along to Alicia Keys.
House: Gryffindor
Song: With A Little Help From My Friends by The Beatles
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