What used to be... is no longer: my best friend.

the best thing about my best friend was the fact that she was always there for me.
we were absolutely INSEPERABLE. I was often referred to as 'the 4th daughter'.
we shared everything!!

secrets.

clothes.

beds.

feelings.

friends.

she was my sister. We fought like it... so therefor it's true.
she was an example to me.
she wasn't my religion... but she was my testimony. she taught me so much.
she was boy crazy :] still is, actually.
she is gorgeous.
she is ursula, brunette fetching whore, stephababe, panda g-string, ephanie bladwin.
(my long lost best friend.)

oh boy do i miss her.
she has changed so much i can't hardly bare to be with her.
maybe thats why i haven't been.......

or maybe it's that boy.

that boy.

baseball.

her equal.

long eyelashes.

shy.

poland.

as much as i wish i loved him.... i can't. i've tried to accept him. accept them.

it's just not working.

hey, best friend:

read this.

come back to me :]

example: we are wearing eachothers clothes from head to toe...

we are photoshoot buddies...

since 7th grade.

she a freak. and i miss her.

tahXXX