My friend: Do I look stupid? Who am I kidding. I
got braces, of course I look stupid.
Me: Of course not! Tons of people have braces!
You'll look great! And I do not apprectiate your tone.
My friend: I know...! I just got a little
insecure...
Me: YOU'RE INSECURE.
My friend: MERCILOUS LORD.
Me: DON'T KNOW WHAT FOR.
My friend: Why.
Me: YOU'RE TURNING HEADS WHEN YOU WALK THROUGH
THE DO-O-OR.
My friend: *facepalm
Me: DON'T NEED MAKEUP. TO COVER UP.
My friend: Please almighty God, end my
suffering.
Me: BEING THE WAY THAT YOU ARE IS ENO-OU-UGH.
My friend: Oh, my word. I knew it would end like
this. Why must the good die young? WHYYYY?
Me: EVERYONE ELSE IN THE ROOM CAN SEE IT.
My friend: ...okay serisouly people are
staring.
Me: EVERYONE ELSE BUT YOUUUU.
My friend: If anyone asks, you can with your mom
but she left you here. They'll understand.
Me: BABY YOU LIGHT UP MY WORLD LIKE NOBODY
ELSE.
My friend: YOU DONE?
Me:
Me:
Me:
Me:
Me: ...yeah I'm done.