I won’t get sappy here, cuz that’s really lame. Yeah. That’s right, I said lame. Here is the deal, I don’t call you a friend unless you have been through some crap with me. Or unless I’ve put you through crap and you’ve thrown crap back at me. I’m not big on the whole “BFF” crap or the “hoes over bros” crap. I pretty much don’t bank on friends “sticking through thick and thin”. I’ve really only used the term “Best Friend” on two people in my 21 years of living. I do, however have to admit, I am truly grateful for the friends I do have because without them and my family, I wouldn’t really be the person I am. I really like the person I am. Here is a very corny shout out to one of my Best Friends, who so far has been there “though thick and thin”, who has been there before and after the “bros” in my life and the “forever” part of the BFF is still yet to be determined. For the crap I’ve thrown at you, for the crap you threw back, for the crap that has poured on us, here is a torn up but beautiful flower for you.