
She likes numbers. A lot. The way to her heart is with jager bombs or Kahlua toasted almond. Or just bring her to the beach. When we were both living in the same city we would run to Cookout to talk about life's delimmas or to back up into someone's cars with our brand new one, or to get pulled over by a cop right before I move away from her.
Late nights downtown, getting abandoned by an evil ex, and finding our free ride home was an interesting experience I'm sure we will never forget. The Phantom of the Opera will always be a source for humor when we are bored instead of romance and devoted love. Yearly 4th of July trips will remind us of the time we tried to walk from North Myrtle to the club scene before we realized it was impossible.
She's a for lifer and my bestest. <3 I wish she were here right now to share in my newest adventure.
1 comment:
wow..this was cute..
I love my best friend too...
probably should write about her..
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