Before I begin my potentially threat based rant — I just want to iterate how it is completely and totally possible for men and women to be friends. Despite some theories, I can happily prove to you a million and one reasons why men and women can even claim and act upon the "best friends" title with absolutely no strings attached. This concept is looked into way too much and for no reason because this isn't rocket science.
Now with that said— friendships built amongst men and women are pretty much polar opposite when comparing it to your average friendships with your guys and gals. It's a very significant and special relationship with tons of highs and lows. Just like how men can be super "alpha" and opinionated on the men to walk in and out of your life, the girls entering in and out of their lives really have no idea what they're in for.
Just so you know, for the duration of our friendship thus far — I'm the one that's stuck around and I'll be damned if you were to do anything and attempt to change that or straight up just play games with him. I probably won't like you and but if there's a chance that I do, it will take a decently long time for me to accept you. The truth is, you've been embraced with one of the best people I have ever had the privilege to know and befriend.
I will always be civil but just know that in my eyes you have an automatic target on your back. I'm not trying to sound overly aggressive but when it comes to him, I will be your worst enemy so for everyone's sake— don't give me reason fulfil it.
It won't even phase me whether you like me or not. I honestly and kindly ask you don't try to kiss my ass because that will be added to the list of reasons I don't like you with him. It will take me all about 10 seconds for me to analyze you with high chances of being correct.
Just like he's there for me with through all my accomplishments, mistakes, rants, recklessness, lectures and relationships— I will be there for him doing the very same. I'm not saying this because it's "not me" by any means. I'm saying this because he deserves the world and not you, especially if you suck.
I won't tolerate it and I can assure you that I will express it to him every single day. Just know that even if I have to learn to tolerate you and bite my tongue or control the eye rolls— I support him and will always. But I sure as hell will not support the idea of you and the relationship regardless the level of exclusivity. There's no reading between the lines, it's frankly just that simple.
Do not take him for granted. Do not use him. Do not mess with his head. Do not abuse the etiquette instilled by his wonderful parents— who love me, by the way. But most importantly, do not break his heart. And don't you worry, I will make sure he forgets about you because I will likely officially hate you. I will find you. I will yell at you. I might even punch you, so don't get it twisted unless you like the idea of digging your own grave.
Make him happy— just make him so genuinely happy that I have no other choice but to kind of like you.
