Red: five facts about your best friend.
Hahaha, feeling a little narcissistic are we, these-bad-days-will-end???
1 - For some ridiculous reason, she isn’t exactly fond of going overseas for two weeks and returning to find that you’ve replaced her with a ‘Fayke’ - ie, her clothes stuffed with newspaper attached to a balloon head.
2 - She’s always up for a roadtrip - at the drop of a hat, no destination in mind, no questions asked. Even if it includes contact highs from doped up dogs, sleeping in parking lots, and driving sixteen hours straight through the night chugging red bulls and dodging semi-trailers on the most dangerous freeway in the country.
3 - On a bit of a more serious note, she’s a fabulous listener. Non-judgemental and always ready to lend an ear to you when you need to vent about all the crap that you’re going through - despite the fact that she’s likely masking her own pain. She’s one of the strongest people I know.
4 - Every time I see her she has a different hair colour. I’m 100000% percent sure that she’s dyed her hair every single colour of the rainbow and has almost touched on all the hairstyles known to man - including being bald and having dreadlocks (…not that the same time, that would be weird).
5 - She’s always right beside me whenever stupid things are occurring - snorting wasabi powder in Japanese class, snorting cotton candy mix at our house-warming (…side not: why are we always snorting things???), doing the limbo in a public fountain during a folk festival - which likely means that we’re cut from the same cloth, two peas in a pod, like bert and ernie, superman and clark kent, milli and vanilli. This probably explains why we’ve been friends for over fifteen years.