besties.
you know she'll be your best friend for life when you seperate for three months and come back to find that things between the two of you are exactly the same. we may be fatter, we may have new lives, but we're still best friends. we didn't cry when we went our seperate ways. it was as if we knew nothing would change. we're even still on the same fucking menstrual cycle. i can't wait to get back to san diego, and i really don't like coming home, but she's the only thing that made home still feel like home.
loveyou, bestie.