Friends.
Hard to find.
Easy to lose.
Each friend has their quirks.
Some are bearable.
Some make us wish that we never befriended them in the first place.
But some.
They are the ones who make our friend group unique.
(Or crazy).
My friend group.
I tried to describe them at least five times, failing each time.
So, yeah.
The people in our friend group:
1) The one who is like a leech feeding off drama.
2) The one who is obsessed with the craziest things.
3) The one who is silent and doesn't deserve to be in our trash friend group.
4) The one who can only be described as a Poo Poo Panda
5) The one who is writing this right now
6) The one who is there when you need her
And finally.
The one I have been thinking about this entire time.
The one who, if you were to be friends with.
You would have to be friends with her mom too.
But more in general.
The one who makes you reconsider your friend choices.
If you have friends.
And you cannot relate.
Then your friends are angels.
Or you are this person.
This would be for Fiona.
If I had the guts to show her this.
But for now.
Friends.
-Butter and Peanut
