And until this day, I still do not know what went wrong. I still don’t know where “best friends” ended and “strangers” began.
You consider your bond to be closer than family.
They love us with our mess, our wacky choices, our odd quirks, our crazy family and our foolish past. They love us for our heart.
True friends won’t care if you’re at different places in life. The timing of meeting life’s milestones doesn’t need to have a similar agenda.
Growing apart from your best friend is painful as hell. It’s basically a breakup on steroids.
1. The Party Animal. You probably can’t count on them if you need a ride home from the airport or emotional support after your boyfriend dumps you, but if you wanna party, hit ’em up.
Do you know everyone they’ve hooked up with?
I hate that I can’t see you every day, but no matter the miles and days and hours that separate us, you are never far from me.
The Perpetually Single Friend: Good for needing an excuse to get dressed up and hit the club. Bad for deep conversations, work events.
It is you who has loved me and who has reminded me, time and time again, that family is forever, but true friendship is too.