I have a confession to make. I think I am in friend love with you. I don't want to date you or even make out with you because that would be weird. I just so desperately want you to think that I am this super-awesome person because I think you are a super-awesome person and I want to spend a lot of time hanging out with you. I want to facebook-chat with you after midnight, I want you to text me to hang out in a platonic way, of course. I want you to @reply to each other's tweets and reblog each other's tumblr reblogs because what you find to be beautiful, funny and heartbreaking in this world is what I find to be beautiful, funny and heartbreaking in this world. And when we do hang out, I don't want to swap saliva, I just want to swap favourite books. I want our hello/goodbye hugs to be a few beats longer than a casual friends hug but never so long that it becomes a lover's embrace. And if we were to be sitting on the same couch watching a movie, I might lean my left arm just a little bit against your right arm but never would I put my head on your shoulder or try to hold your hand because that would be weird. So please, before I completely lose my mind, can you surprise me with pokes on facebook? Can you email me weird blog links that remind me of you? Can you text me when something crazy happens on the tv show we are both watching and let me walk with you to your favourite food truck? In return, I will laugh at all your jokes (even the unfunny ones) and find the best hole-in-the-wall cafes for us to have never-ending conversation in. I will make bad photoshop drawings commemorating our hang-outs and every single one of our internet meme cat jokes will be referenced to in the birthday cards I will draw for you every year. Believe me or not, I wouldn't be sad if you are already in a romantic relationship. As a matter of fact, I would be really happy for you because thats what friends are for. But if your super-awesome close friend quota has already reached its capacity, then that would really break my friend heart into a million pieces. Maybe you don't feel the same friend-love that I feel for you. After all, we only have so much time in this world to only have so many friends. Well, anyway thanks for reading this. I hope you are doing well.