They are my voice of reason, my source of common sense.
They are always sure I do the right thing, and tell me when I'm wrong. (Even when I don't want to hear it.)
They make things more manageable in first year.
They don't complain a lot, they don't whine so much, they don't cause me too much stress. They are able to give me space, when I need to breath.
They are protective, but they let me make mistakes too.
They have my back no matter what I do. They let me make mistakes that enable me to become a better me. They don't force me to do the right thing, they let me figure it out for myself.
They can judge the thing I do.
These boys are absolutely the only people, other than a few girlfriends, who can judge and or agree with the decisions that I make. To be completely frank, other people's opinions don't matter as much; these guys know me better than anyone else. (Especially when they're with me 24/7.)
They smother me with TMIs. (Even when I don't want to know them.)
They sometimes tell me everything, because I'm "one of the guys". It could be the way their stomachs are bothering them, to the girls they have relationship issues, or just "guy things".
They won't compromise our friendship.
There's no secret agenda, just a platonic friendship.
They are great at keeping secrets.
I can tell them absolutely anything without judgment. And I know they they'll keep that secret, because I always make them pinky promise me.
They evaluate my "suitors".
These boys are able to tell whether another guy is right for me. I can explain one situation, and they'll tell me to cut the guy off right away or to pursue with them.
They can literally talk about anything under the sun.
The amount of times that I've spent hours after class or sun down in their rooms talking about nonsense is probably a lot of wasted time. Whoops, sorry mom!
They treat me with a lot of care, but will totally wreck my ego if a time should call for it.
They have never treated me like a princess, even though I've told them at least a hundred times I am. In fact, they always bully and annoy me. But since they're like my brothers, it's tough love.
They don't judge the amount of food I eat.
They don't care if I binge on cookies, ice cream, or the left over pizza we ordered the day before. In fact, they will all gladly eat all of my food with me while watching The Walking Dead or The Benchwarmers for the fifth time.
They will never get tired of telling me what I need to do.
They are brutally honest with me, even when I beg them not to be. They tell me when I need to move on and when I need to stop whining. They will knock me down with the truth, and build me back up.
They are the best shoulders to cry on.
Even when they don't want to be, they are. I can cry about anything to them, and they suck it up because they know I need them.
They know what's best for me.
Behind the sneering, bullying, and absolutely annoying banters, I know that they only want what's best for me.
They are my life.
I love the five of them with all my heart. They are the best friends any girl could ask for. Thank you all for being you.
