I'm really happy.
My bff2 just told me his girlfriend, who I insisted he start dating 4 months ago, is perfect.
He told me he can't imagine a girl more perfect. She looks after him, she's amazing company to chill and kick it with.
He told me he can't believe that I'm always right.
I am always right, about people. Well, excluding people for me. But I'm soo encouraged by it. I'm on a high from it. My bff2 was a PLAYER. He'd always find a but.... but the distance, but she's out of town, but she won't find out, but why not... and he's arrived to a place of no buts and given me hope.
So men can be happy. And even if it doesn't last a day after tomorrow... there were 4 blissful months, in which he was perfectly happy and faithful. He's not the only one. My jamaican bestie managed to convert her player-boy into a wonderfully thoughtful, always-cooking-for-his-girl man... There is hope..
I think he saw her halo.
(Shout out & thank you to Beyonce).
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