My friend Marie

I am lucky to have the greatest friend in the world. She has been there for me and I have for me when we need it. I call her my sister and she calls me her brother. That's what everyone knows us as too. We don't have the same blood of the same family, but does that really matter? The only important thing is that we love each other. There have been times where we have gotten into some pretty bad fights. In the end after its all said and done, we make up and hug and forget about it. There have been things that she has done that have made me feel disgusted with her and have almost killed me. I'm not gonna say what some things are, but there are some things I can tell you. I won't say alot just that some of the guys that she dated were a-holes. I'm glad and lucky to have a friend and sister as great as her.