Who are you to judge me,
and the life I live, I know that I'm not
perfect And that I don't claim to be
So, before you point your finger
Make sure your hands are clean
When i get married;she`ll be my Maid of honor
When i have a baby; she`ll be the god mother
&& When i die my grave will be right next to hers
This girl is so much MORE than my best friend
Shes my other half _insert friends name here_
Eventually;;
all the pieces will [fall] into place but until then
live for the moment laugh at the confusion & know
that everything [happens] for a reason