My best friend is my other half: she can be quiet but also extremely loud, she’s laid back and chill, knows how to not take things personally, can be sarcastic, one of the few that understand me best, has been there for the past five years, the first to never judge me and love me from the very bottom lowest flaw, can be honest with me, goes on spontaneous adventures with me, puts up with annoying habits, the one person that makes me feel like distance will never be a problem, can talk with for hours, has been there to catch every tear, doesn’t mind being completely silly and embarrassing in public with me, eats the other half of Oreo’s for me, has been there for me when I was at my lowest, the first friend to still be by my side since the beginning, stuck through when things were hard, my first real best friend, but most importantly, the first person to ever put me first just as I do for them.