My bestie ( OnaπΉπ―π»)
Her own mother’s twin
She’s sturborn
But I can tolerate that
I can’t imagine a world
Without her childish behaviour and her stubborness.
Her cute face
And her hugs
Her attitude
She has been my bestie for years now
I love her so much
Living without her
Is like living in a world with no craziness
She’s my partner in crime
And am her ride or die
Am her personal therapist
The mother in the group
And the tolerater of her nonsense
And craziness
The extra special baggage in every relationship