Dear best friend,
When you signed up to be my best friend, you knowingly or unknowingly agreed up on all my terms and conditions :-
1)Treat me like a princess.
2)Make me your priority when I come home for a few days.
3)Listen to me whine, a lot, whenever I feel like whining. Even if it is 3 A.M
4)Sound excited when I narrate my “interesting” stories.
5)Listen to me rant about how much I spent on things that I didn't need in the first place and console me by telling me how it was all worth the price.
6)Motivate me to do my work on time.
7)Talk to me when I am low.
It doesn't matter if I change. You will still have to be my Best friend. Cause I am a leech, a parasite who found a host body in you. You better be there for me. Otherwise I will kill you. And if you can't live with these then, well learn to, cause I am not letting you off the hook that easily. Your favourite,
Riyahaha.
