If you know me at all, you would think only one name when asked who you thought to be my best friend. However, you would be wrong. Many people assume that Nichole is my best friend. But truthfully, she isn't. My best friend goes by the name... well, I'm just not going to tell you that.
I have been thinking recently what makes a friend a friend. And there are many different answers to that question. I believe that a friend is somebody you know hands down, all their flaws, all their secrets, and all their favorite things. There is only one person that I can think of that fits all these qualifications. He, is my best friend.
Yes my best friend is a guy. I have known him for a long time. I know everything about him, and I can't go a day without talking to him in one form or another. We have done anything you can think of doing with a true friend and then some.
Some things that make a friend are: being able to tell eachother EVERYTHING, without the worry of being judged by that person. My BFF and I have no secrets. We are always dishing about our love lifes, and no, he isn't gay. We both know the exact time, place, and person we each lost our virginity to. We both know the first time one of us smoaked a cigerette, drank an acholic beverage, got in trouble with the law, got in trouble with our parents, or did any kind of drug. We know the name of every person the other kissed, held hands with, etc. We know all our favorite movies, music, clubs, stores, T.V. shows, food, drinks, also an etc. And most importintly, we know all the things that make the other laugh, cry, jump for joy, deperssed, or angry.
Sharing is another all important aspect of friendship. There was one time when I was sleeping at his house, and there was only one open bed. We couldn't decide who was going to take the bed. So we shared it. We have shared food, blankets, cloths, and interests. I can name countless movies, music, and games that we have both got the other interested in. We share everything including secrets.
Honesty is also important. I don't think I have ever lied to him about ANYTHING. And I hope he has never lied to me. We have shared our deepest, darkest secrets, and have never shared them with anybody. We both know what the others ambitions are, what we want to accomplish, if it be career, family, money, or anything else, we know.
I think its safe to say that we love eachother. Not in any romantic way, of course, but as family. He has come to call my mom "Mom," and I call his mom either "Mom," or "Aunt _____."
Tell me about your best friend? Do you compare to us? Or do you have your own idea of what a "true friend" is?
Cheers
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