Pacoya

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Pacoyas are the kind of people who put up with your nonsense like it’s a Sunday morning and you’re still wearing pajamas.

I stayed with my Pacoya for three days and didn’t shower once. She just smiled and said, ‘You’re still my favorite.’

My Pacoya let me cry on her shoulder during my ex’s wedding. She even brought me cookies.

She’s the only person who’d still talk to me after I spilled coffee on her laptop and yelled at her cat.

Pacoyas are like a good cup of coffee, they’re warm, they’re reliable, and they’ll never judge you for your life choices.

My Pacoya still talks to me even after I told her I’m a vampire and I live in the woods.

She’s the only one who laughs when I scream at the TV during football games.

She brought me soup when I had a breakdown over a YouTube comment.

Pacoyas are the kind of people who’ll take your insults, your drama, and your bad decisions, and still say they love you.

She let me insult her for an hour and still said, ‘You’re my favorite.’

I told her I was going to live in a trash can and she said, ‘Okay, but don’t forget my birthday.’

She took my screaming at the sky and still brought me pizza.

Pacoyas are the best kind of friends, they’re like a blanket on a cold day and a slap in the face when you need it.

She hugged me when I cried and then yelled at me for being stupid.

She let me talk about my ex for three hours and then said, ‘You’re still my favorite.’

She brought me snacks when I had a meltdown over a text message.

Pacoyas are the kind of people who’ll take your nonsense and turn it into a legend.

She told everyone I was a superhero who fights dragons at night.

She said I was the most dramatic person she’d ever met, and she still loves me.

She made up a story about me being a pirate who lost his ship and now lives in a tree.

Pacoyas are the kind of people who’ll still be your friend even when you’re being a total mess.

I told her I was moving to Mars and she said, ‘Okay, but bring me snacks.’

She let me yell at her for an hour and still said, ‘You’re my favorite.’

She still talks to me even after I told her I hate everything.