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Congratulations on being one year closer to your inevitable demise, Effie, sweetheart.

Moving on.

I honestly never believed in the concept of online friends. I always considered them a sort of time pass, y'know? A way that people get out of their little anti-social holes without actually being social. My friend would tell me about hers and I'd just nod along like the people she spoke of actually mattered. Now, don't get me wrong. I understood that people somehow,actually got emotionally involved and I respected that, but overall, the whole thing sounded like absolute bullshit to me.

(I sound like a total bitch but hear me out, k?)

You were my first online friend.

I'd talked to a few people, sure, but they just kinda reaffirmed my belief about internet friendships.

Till I talked to you.

I remember, we met in the comment section of Creature by Oli, where you had commented about Islam not allowing na-mahram male and female interactions, and I replied that it was allowed to some extent. And then a long ass debate started.

You were the one who started our friendship. You PM-ed me, and for that, I'm grateful. No one has related to me as much as you. No one can match your level of understanding. Absolutely no-fucking-one of my friends irl can match the amount of rants I've had with you. The moments when both of us were so angry at everything that surrounded us, the mentalities of the people in our lives, the fucking bullshit everyone did. The fact that every time we disagreed at something, we would jokingly rejoice at being different insome way.

Honestly, if life leads to us not being able to talk anymore for whatever reason-be it that we just grew up and started doing adult shit, or maybe if one of us just spontaneously died, you will always have a place in my heart. Even if it stops beating.

We've had a lot of serious conversations. Actually, I think 95% of our conversations were serious asf. In those, we've talked about certain 'measures' that you may take. So, I just want you to know, no matter what, I got your back. I will question every step you take to make sure you know what the fuxk you're doing, and I will help you in every way I can.

I remember, a few times (and one time in particular) when you were really sad, and it broke my heart. I'd never felt more useless. When you finally felt better at the end of the conversation (or, at least, that's what I like to think) I felt like I'd conquered the world. Not many people mean that much to me, but you do.

Feel honoured, you adorable little bitch.

The fact that we don't talk as often makes me sad, but I'm glad we're getting over that. Everything suddenly felt so weird. You were mostly the reason I even bothered with Wattpad and Instagram.

Anyway, happy birthday. Don't die. Be happy. Kill someone (no, wait, don't do that)

(But if you do, I'll help you hide the body)

(Of course, there's that little problem that I live in another country, but those are just small, insignificant details. It's the thought that counts....right?

PS: Writing this wish is probably one of the most stressful things I've ever done and I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing. Pretty sure your friend is very annoyed with me at the moment.

PPS: pLiS dOnT bE sEd eVeR oKaY?

~ _amata