I know you're going to read this, I'm not dumb, and I don't care either. I'm saying everything as if you wouldn't read it. Anyways, diaryyyy. Tiffani...has been my best friends since 2005. I can't even begin to describe anything that makes us who we are. She has been through everything with me in my life. She was there in my stage where I wanted to kill myself and be emo. She was there when I tried to be the person I wasn't ever supposed to be. She was there when I was at my highest, and the goody good girl. She was there when I finally just became who I am today. I've never loved any of my friends like I love her. I would die for her. I probably wouldn't die for anyone besides my mom, except for her. I would murder anyone for her. I would take the blame for anything for her. If it was 3am and she called me lost somewhere because she screwed up with a guy, I'd get my lazy ass out of bed and get her. If she got pregnant, I'd help her with her baby. If she needed $500, I'd work extra hours to help her out. I would give her my home to live in. She told me her deepest darkest secret tonight, something of which I deserve to not even be her friend because of the things I said, and how I treated her before I knew this. Everything that never fit before, fits now, and I'm sitting here, looking back on everything and I've been so..rude to her about stuff. Like anything, I get ill with her when I think it should be one way to me, or I snap at her when I think something she's done isn't right for me. I don't talk to her when she does something I think would be totally bizarre. I don't blame her for all the times she's been mad at me. I feel so bad about it all. I wish I could be 8 hours from here in her bedroom with her, just so I could hug her and say sorry. I don't even know what else I would say to her. Except cry, and tell her how much I love her. ): Ilovemybestfriendtiffaniaprilprice. august2005