If I were to give Nat the credit she really deserves for being a sick-wicked best friend/sister/badass, my blog would most likely konk out. So I'll keep it short and sweet. Nat is like, my non-official twin. She takes me driving in the dark so that I can take pictures of street lights; even if that means standing in grass up to our gumboots or passing clouds in the sky that mildly resemble voldemorts death mark. We share a sixth-sisterly-sense (say that 10 times...) and she just... GETS ME, you know? She doesn't judge, she spares me the bullshit, and always gives it to me straight. I effing well love her.
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