They are friends through and through. Friends till the end. No matter how much they fight(and goodness knows they do) they are still pals of some sort.
I have a friend like that. Now I am starting to wonder if I have become too grown up for her. Too grown up, you ask with a perplexed look on your face, how is that possible? Well my dear wonderful, amazing friend and I when combined have the gross age of about 12. We laugh, and joke and generally act like ninnies(okay who says we do anyways?). Its a guaranteed good time when you put us together.
Like that time we went to Pullman:
Or the Giant Marshmellow incident. That was good times! (you would of had to be there)
I just hope our friendship isn't going to shimmy into nothingness, because I don't know if I could bear to say goodbye to this wonderful, awesome, amazing friend.
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