By the way, I am not dating Brady Collins in any way, shape or form. He is one of my closest friends, and we'd undoubtedly produce children far too attractive for this world (that is an inside joke, please don't take it out of context and write about how I want his children, for the love of God), but it is not happening. Now or later. I'm removing myself from that triangle, and I'm not going to comment on that anymore. Jayda is and always will be my best friend, we are not fighting, and in fact, I have written a poem about how much I love her:
Jayda Barclay with eyes so blue
Do you know how I love you?
Your perfect face and sweet sweet voice
I don't want to share you with any boys.
Jayda Barclay with eyes turned green
Do you know that you're my queen?
I love your bed and I love your shirts
And I miss you so much it really hurts.
Jayda Barclay with eyes changing still
Do you know I love you and always will?
You're my better half and my best friend
And I love you best, until the very end.
See? I miss my Jaybean. We don't hate each other. Stop saying shit like that, it makes me want to cry.

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