All I can say is that we’ve had a colourful past, a colourful friendship. But at the moment, everything has been out in the open and I am hers and she is mine. We aren’t perfect and we’ve fucked up and severely disliked one another. But somehow here we are, always the ones to come back to one another, because we realise we’re the most open and the most supportive. The most unlikely friends but maybe the most true friends at the end of the day.
Always the ones to come back to one another.