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Steph
Stephanie! She's the "Virgin Stephanie", a cowboy with assless chaps, the almighty gangster, and the best screamo singer ever! We like to stay up til 5AM talking about college, randomly bust out laughing, and do the thizz face whenever it suits our fancy. Were getting married when we're 25, and you missed out if you didnt get to see me propose! If im having a bad day, you can look for me and Stephanie off painting the city purple while hyped up on Special Morning Toast and Meth Muffins. Look out for Steph, she might have to pop some caps in you!



Brooke.

One fateful night, and a car ride to a store across from a strip club! Since then, Ive been pretty damn tight with Brooke. From blasting "Show Me Your Booty Hole" while driving around town, to escaping from Steves house, you know were always tearing up the city and getting crunk! And to think, we've known each other for years and are only now bestfriends. I know she has my back, and I most definitely have hers.



Suuuuueeee!

Sue and I go back to the sand box for sure. Its safe to say that for as long as I've gone to school, I've known Surae, and shes always been the biggest badass I know. It's rather hypocritical that we all call her Satan because I'm pretty sure shes the nicest girl I've ever met. Ha, I love hearing that "Hell yeah Kenna Bo Benna", and holler back with "SUEEEE," as high pitched as I can. Sue is an OG, and always will be :)



Binx!
Ahhh! To think, I only got close with this boy during the summer of 2010. Since then, we've had some pretty crazy times. I dont think Zach or I will soon forget all those nights in my car infront of Roberts house.... wait, what did we do again? Ha. Mr. Drum Beast here looks at me all the time like I'm crazy, but thats fine. Thanks to this boy Ive watched Full Metal Jacket, and cracked up when he danced with some random dude downtown. Good fucking times.


Michael

Mr.Michael is the brother I never had. He's always been here. He's that guy that used to lock me in closets and practice wrestling moves on me. The same guy that stands there and tells me a million things about his cars and I only understand half of it. The guy that I run to when it feels like the world is crashing. The same one that gets all defensive of me at shows and stuff, but then turns around and hits me with a meat tenderizer. I probably spent more time around Michael then I did my dad when I was little. He still knows how to give advice on things he doesnt even know about. And although some days he comes off as more of a stoner then he is, he still knows exactly how to make things seem okay. I love my big brother, and I know he loves me back, even if he wont always admitt to it.

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