I love Gabbi like a sister. Honestly. But we are like sisters. We fight, about stupid stuff like who said what and if they said it or not. But after the fight Gabbi will walk away and maybe tell my step mom maybe my brother aka her boy friend (i'll write something about that.) But we've always gotten past it, not exactly over it but past it. But it's like all we ever do is fight. People have told me, people including my counselor, that we should break off the friendship but i know that that is not the right thing to do and that we have the potential to be those old ladies in the nursing home racing down the halls in our wheelchairs and i hope that will be us in 60-70 years. But to get there we need to be able to handle right now. I haven't
