We could do everything together and I could never get truly tired of them. It's impossible to get mad at them for too long, and even harder to keep secrets from them. We understand each other perfectly. It's like we share a brain.
Maybe that's why telling them about you today made me feel so... free.
They didn't laugh or make fun of me. They listened, in awe that I had not told them before now. I felt awful-- I've been keeping this a secret for over a month now. I tell them everything, and the fact that I kept this from them sucks. I shouldn't have. I should've known they would accept anything I had to say. I'll never keep anything from them ever again, I swear it here and now.
They are my missing pieces. They make up for what I lack, and emphasize the best parts of me in the way that best friends should. The complement me in the way that no one else can. Sure, I've had best friends before, and I have other best friends now, but these girls are my soulmates fo sho. We were simply meant for each other. Does that make any sense??
And we've decided that since we're all going to hell, we're hellmates. ♥
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