This is Zoey my BEST BEST BEST friend since Kindergarden. We're basicly sisters the way we are. Being my best friend, you break her heart and I'll break your face.

Here's what I know about the realm of possibility- it is always expanding, it is never what you think it is. Everything around us was once deemed impossible. From the airplane overhead to the phones in our pockets to the choir girl putting her arm around the metalhead. As hard as it is for us to see sometimes, we all exist within the realm of possibility. Most of the limits are of our own world’s devising. And yet, every day we each do so many things that were once impossible to us.

Gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love. How on Earth can you explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love? Put your hand on a stove of a minute and it seems like an hour. Sit with that special girl for an hour and it seems like a minute. That's relativity.

As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to let us down probably will. You'll have your heart broken, probably more than once, and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when someone broke yours. You'll fight with your best friend and maybe even fall in love with them. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing to fast and you'll eventually lose someone close to you. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because even sixty seconds you spend angry or upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.

When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.

In the long run, it's not a question of whether they deserve to be forgiven. You're not forgiving them for their sake. You're doing it for yourself. For your own health and well-being, forgiveness is simply the most energy-efficient option. It frees you from the incredibly toxic, debilitating drain of holding a grudge. Don't let these people live rent free in your head. 99.9% of the time, the only person a grudge affects is the person holding on to it. If they hurt you before, why let them keep doing it year after year in your mind? It's not wort it but it takes heart effort to stop it. You can muster that heart power to forgive them as a way of looking out for yourself. It's one thing you can be totally selfish about.

You're not best friends because you sit together at lunch or talk on the phone or have matching flip flops or can recite each others wardrobe. You're best friends because when she smiles, a grin forces itself across your face no matter how mad you are. When she cries you instantly feel her pain and want to cry with her. When you look her in the eyes you know there's no one you could ever trust more regardless of how many broken hearts you've had. That's what is means to be best friends.