I WANNA MEET U
I've already met my other half, this is my Miss M. She's the Nancy to our fucked up British love story.
To explain something, it*s not like it*s explained to a child. To know the meaning of friendship, is to just be in his arms. To see him when shit turns sour is like seeing the sunshine on a day of a tornado. Two kids, who drove to McDonalds, as she bullied him to get out of her seat. Screaming and yelling because it*s how they get by, they define the meaning of soul mates in a different world. If he was straight she*d never know that she was to marry him, as to the point you*re suppose to marry your best friend. To this boy I declare the soul person, my other half. I*m his crazy and he*s my beautiful, as it is to him vice versa.