There's this girl who is to me, my best friend. This is the girl that i can trust with anything i tell her, and i know she won't tell anyone. this is the girl that i met in 6th grade and is still best friends 4 years later. but this is also the girl that i talk to about life and how we want a cute story to happen with us with a guy, but end up talking about dying by rolling off her bed. How i won't be able to attack her facebook wall when i go on witty to show her quotes, talk to half way across the room in math class, make fun of our llama friend, and play call of duty with my little brother. And how i would die. But then the worlds most awesomemest people ever wont be living on the earth anymore and the world would die without us. Then the world would blow up and everybody would be like "who the hell made us blow up when I'm trying to rest in peace under my grave and then everybody would be flying out of the ground in their casscet, then there would be absolutely nothing left on the earth and it would be a fail. - this is who i call my best friend <3