It's nothing new really. Best Friends. It's someone who you aren't with, because they need you. It's because, you need them. This, is my best friend. She's not even a friend really, she's a sister. Literally, like a part of my family. This picture is when she came with me and my family to the Apple Orchard. She's by me right now actually, but that's not anything new. She's always by me, for me to cry to, complain, gossip, and basically tell every detail of why the guy I like is a jerk. She listens though, even if she doesn't seem to care, she listens. If nothing else, she fakes it, so I feel loved. One time, I was going to her house, me and my dad got in a fight. I walked through her door with tears racing down my cheeks, and ran straight to her room. I then proceeded to explain to her the whole dilemma, while she sat there, listening. She's not the type of person that tells me to suck it up, or rub some dirt on it. Then, when she needs some lovin', I'll listen. I mean, I do listen, and I care. I care not because of the issue, but because it's what she cares about, and feels. We spent about an hour just laying in my room, doing absolutely nothing. We don't need entertainment to have fun around eachother. That's a best friend. When you can take the worst situation there could possibly be, and make the best memories out of it. Muah.
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