30 days, 30 letters: day 1: your best friend.

dear n,
so where to begin... i remember in fourth grade, that was when i first met you. you were the only person i talked to during that p.e.a.k. festival. (yellow team.) we didnt talk since then. then last year we started talking agian. you found me at my worst. now this year i opened all up to you. thanks for being there and listening to most of all of my secrets. thanks again.
b.

dear c,
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh my gosh. so you have been here since the seventh grade. and since then, weve been friends. youve seen me. the real me. the weird, loud, obnoxious, depressed. every side. and i dont mind. those crazy sick nasty picture we drew in earth science, im keeping those and hanging them up. they are just oh so shnazy. and i just want to wish you luck with k. (and lucky you went to switzerland!) thanks for being here, and having shnazy weird random moments with me.
b.