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17 dec 2010 - 18:16

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Best friends, something special.

I've been wondering what the difference is between good friends and best friends. My friends are the best and I got really lucky with my best friend, so sometimes it's hard to see any difference.
But there is, you know, there really is.
When I nag to my friends, I'm scared to see the frown on their faces. And I know my best friend can have that exact same frown too, but it doesn't matter.
She knows who I really am, she knows that I don't nag all the time (or she has learnt to live with it).
When I fall in love, my best friends knows. I don't even have to tell her (in fact I've often tried to deny it), she just sees how I behave. She knows my 'different stages of being in love', as she likes to call it.
How good my friends may know me, they don't see me melt when I see his cute smile and hear his laughter about his own sarcastic jokes.
Also, my best friend is the only one who I always say 'hi' to on Facebook, even when we've got nothing to say to each other. It can stay incredibly quiet without getting awkward and at the same time we're not ashamed to run screaming in the streets.
I know my best friend will always supoort me. My friends will too, I'm sure of that, but never as much as my best friend.
I know that if the guy I love is dating another girl, my friends will say: 'Well, at least she's sweet!"
My best friend will say: "We'll slap her, that slut."
When my friends would discover my boyfriend is dating someone else, they will have a hard time telling me that and eventually they might even don'y say anything at all.
My best friend would feel incredibly sorry for me, she'd warn me that he's no longer available and we would look at each other and think exactly the same thing: "Payback is a bitch."
I love my friends, I simply adore them, but me and my best friend are like chewing gum om school desks.
You can't tear us apart, no matter how hard you try. What's me is you, what's you is me.
I love you, best friend.


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