My best friend is my best friend because she's always been there for me, and she understands my weird, hyper humor. She's been there for me through my highs and lows, and I have been there through hers. We've always managed to put a smile on one another's faces, even on our darkest of days. She's always that little ray of sunshine that can just get you going in the morning. She always has positive things to say, and even though she may be going some of her own personal troubles, she can always stay positive to keep a smile on someone else's face. She always puts others first, and though I often scold her for being too kind, she just brushes it off and continues making other's day's better. Our friendship has lasted incredibly long, and though we've lost contact throughout the years, we always get pulled back together. We can go for at least a week without talking, and then when we meet again, we start talking like nothing ever happened. Our friendship has grown into a strong, trusting bond that I could never really imagine myself having. She knows some of my darkest secrets, and through it all, she's still been there for me. She has managed to put with my weird, antisocial and hyper attitudes, and she can always put a bright smile on my face. Though she and I don't talk as much anymore, I still see her as my weird, dorky best friend that can turn anyone's frown upside down. All in all, she just gets me, and she's put up with me for all these years.