To my fast friend,

You became my best friend faster than either of us saw it coming.

From the moment I stepped up to your truck to see those douche bag shades on your face, I kind of knew you were going to mess my world up completely. For the better or worse, I wasn't quite sure at that point -- until now.

It's only been, what, five months and you already know just about everything there is to know about me. And you have yet to judge me for any of it, which I'm pretty thankful for. To all of our adventures we've taken together lately or the simple conversations, they all mean the world to me. I can tell you that I never thought I could trust someone in such a short amount of time until you were holding my hand in the ER at 3 a.m. one day, to literally pushing my car up the street at 2 a.m. the very next day. The amount of love and protection you show for me is absolutely crazy, it makes me question what on earth I did to deserve such a best friend like you.

I know I push the hell out of your buttons and you like to pull my strings, and "I can't stand you" comes out of our mouths more than it should. But, that's just what makes us such good friends. Seeing each other every day throws everything off when I miss just one day of not seeing you.

And yes, I'd laugh with you to make fun of someone we don't like. I'd hug you just because. I'd share my last bite of whatever food I have. And of course give you my cigarette even if we don't smoke the same kind.

You actually have learned that you're my favorite person and that you're pretty much one of my top priorities. You are my partner in crime... literally. I've never met someone who will blow up my phone with 220 texts messages during the night, someone who plans something so spontaneous that we are both crazy enough to end up doing and has as horrible of a sleep schedule as you do. The conversations that we hold are down right insane, but I love every one of them.

I'm seriously thankful for becoming so close with you so fast. You took the time to learn a lot of the little things about me, and you're still learning. Not everyone gets the privilege of having a best friend like you.

I'm sorry for all of my issues you have already put up with, but I thank you for staying by me through them.

So as many times as I have asked you, "How much do you love me?" it should be abundantly clear to me. I'll keep it simple to say that I love you too, "all the much."

Your fast friend,

Jessi