Day 1

Dear Bffl,

We've been Bffs since... 7th grade! That seems like forever and a fucken day ago. We've been through the best and worst times together. You know just about everything about me. I can be completely shameless and stupid with you and I know you won't judge me or make me feel like a bad person about it. You sit there, unfortunately, while I bitch bitch bitch and complain complain complain about boys, my family, school, and most recently, how I'm fat. HAH. I love how we share secrets and clothes. We always (or usually) dress up really nice when we go out/parties because we secretly wanna see how... Well, we'll keep that between us. ;) You know all the stupid, immature, selfish, gross things I've done and I know I can get your honest response/opinion about it without it hurting my feelings. I love when I go to your house and we get home and we just lay around in the dark talking about our deepest feelings about life. I really cherish those moments (even though I fall asleep mid-conversation). Thank you for not bitching at me when the boy calls me in the middle of the night when I'm sleeping at your house. Thanks for always picking up the phone when I'm in tears because of something he did. Thanks for always saying he's stupid and it'll be his loss. I've never planned my life so far ahead and in-depth with another person, all homo! Thanks for reminding me that I have to put me first and all the decisions I choose NOT to make are the ones I NEED to be making. You're the only person who doesn't make me feel bad for who I am. You always know what to say to make me feel better. I can scream and cry in front of you and know that those intimate moments would never be expressed with anyone else. I wish I could be a better bestfriend. We both have our faults and have made stupid mistakes at the expense of our friendship, but nothing will ever break it. TOO FUCKEN SOLID. Seriously, my maayne bitch forever! I love acting stupid and gay around you and knowing it's completely normal for us. I love running down the street at 1:30am barefoot being the funnest part of a night of spontaneous hookups. Thank you for being there for every... single... boy... problem... ever... Thang, Ronnie, Austin, Nick, Allen... OMG. I FEEL SO GAY FOR MORE THAN HALF OF THOSE. HAHAH. But we've both learned a lot through each others experiences. Like don't go to Daly City in booty shorts because you'll most likely be sitting in the freezing cold for a couple hours. There are a million other things I wanna say but you know everything already. I love you, Bffl!