My best friend is the one person that can make me laugh at the most immature things. She makes me feel alive. She makes me feel like a kid again. With her there are no troubles because she helps me through them. We can just forget about everything and enjoy life. Enjoy our late night raves over web-cam, enjoy reading each other’s writing… My best friend is the only person I ever play my guitar in front of. With her I can completely be myself. I can say anything and do anything I want without it seeming clingy or annoying or just plain weird. My best friend is there when I need her. She’s there when I feel lonely or if I just need a friend. She’s there when I want to show someone something I’ve done that I’m proud of or a new dress I bought. She’s there when I have questions, even if she doesn’t know the answers. She’s there when there’s no one else to cry to. I love my best friend beyond death. My best friend. My cousin. My blood.
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