We grew up together. We went through the awkward teenage years together. We smoked behind our parent’s backs. We drank cheap liquor and learnt about boys (sometimes at the same time:) We snuck out in the middle of the night and did mostly nothing. We cried and laughed. We got our hearts broken.
And now its lots of years later, and we don’t have to hide our cigarettes and we can afford champagne, but we still cry and laugh together. And when life gets tough, we have made a pact to be there for each other. Real friends are a gift…treasure them xoxoxo