C. Love & I became friends three years a go, by chance. At first we weren't too hott about each other, but as time waned on, and we got talking, we ended up having a lot more in common than we originally thought. We became best friends. She's possibly the closest friend I have ever had, even if she's really ticked me off. A bunch of shit happened, and we stopped talking for quite awhile, and up until recently, we have started speaking again.
It's odd how you don't talk to someone for six months, and end up picking up right where you left off. We sat at Starbucks for an hour or so, drinking Lattes and discussing everything that had happened recently. Friends, family, life, and feelings. (Four F's) -- and it felt good. It's nice to have a best friend.
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