Dear Guy Best Friend,

There are not enough words in the English vocabulary to describe how much I adore and appreciate you for everything you have done for me, unfortunately I am not twelve-years-old anymore. My experiences have been nothing short of amazing with you right by my side, making sure I don’t wander off into the arms of a different guy while highly intoxicated or make a terrible decision you know I’ll immediately regret in the morning.

But as time has gone by I notice that I find myself getting easily irritated by the brotherly love shebang. It was cute in high school, me not having an older brother and you not having a younger sister, it just made sense that we would naturally fulfill those roles for each other. It was a blast but I’m getting over it.

I want to make mistakes and I want to do stupid shit without being afraid that you’ll be there to judge my actions.

I want to be able to live college to the fullest and dance with the random guy at the club or smoke pot with the cool new girl I just met.

I shouldn’t have to walk away from a guy because you don’t want to see me grow up right in front of your eyes or not smoke pot because you know it’s stupid and you rather protect me from trouble than have me learn from my mistakes.

Not everything you’ve done has irritated me though. The times you’ve let me cry on your shoulder and helped my heart heal will always hold a special place in me. You know exactly when I’m sad and you know how to get my mind off it even if I resist with everything that is humanly possible.

Your loyalty is what I cherish the most because it’s loyalty that keeps a family together, like a brother and sister. You have been the best substitute big brother a girl could ever ask for, but I’m ready to have a best friend instead.

Best,

Your Girl Best Friend

P.S. – I still want you to beat a guy up if he f*ks with me so you aren’t completely exempt from your brotherly duties, just the ones that restrict my wild side.