Dear Skylar,

We've only been friends for a little over three years. It all started the day we met at a musical rehearsal and I threatened to break your hand. Within a few weeks, we were friends. When you proceeded to dawn a tutu, sparkly corset, and matching hat in the Halloween store before my senior homecoming dance, I knew we were going to be best friends and we have been since. It's been a crazy three years and to be honest I don't know how we've managed to survive.

We are total opposites in nearly every way. You love to get us into trouble and I love trying to keep us out of trouble. We've gotten in trouble together on numerous occasions, we've been hours from home in the middle of the night, we've tried sneaking into movies, we have played hide and seek in a Walmart, we've nearly been stranded because my Jeep ran out of gas and I wasn't sure where a gas station was, among so many other things.

I've had more "oh sh*t" moments with you than I have ever thought possible. You have definitely brought out a reckless side of me that I wasn't actually sure I had. More often than not it takes several hours of me trying to "mom" you and convince you that whatever we're about to do is an awful idea.

I usually end up just sighing and going along with it to make sure you don't hurt yourself or get into trouble alone. If it wasn't for me being terrified of getting into trouble we'd probably be in jail or dead at this point, but that isn't really the only point of this article.

In the last three years, we've endured a lot of important things together. A lot of scary things. You have seen me through heartache I didn't even think was possible. You've helped me recover from abuse and assault and you have never once judged me for the things I have been through. You've been there for me in my lowest of moments when I wasn't even sure what to do with myself.

I've been there for you in some of your darkest times and my opinion of you has never really changed. You're one of the strongest individuals I have ever come to know and even if some people may disagree, I think you're one of the best friends in the world. Through good times and bad times, you've always been the person I know I can count on and I hope you know that you can always count on me.

No matter how angry we get with each other sometimes, I have always been here to support the craziest of ideas and take pictures at your high school graduation like a proud mom. I'll always be here on nights when you "just don't feel right". I'll be here to "mom" you when you make stupid decisions but also probably bail you out of trouble after you totally ignore my advice.

I am more than willing to do those things because I know that on a night when I am upset and need someone that understands, you'll drive an hour or more to wherever I am to take me to a Walmart and play with me in the toy section so I can forget all of my troubles.

I hope that no matter where life leads us, we'll always be friends and always hold onto our plans to flee the country when life gets to be too much to handle. I hope that we'll continue to make summer bucket lists and google weird ways to get tattoos.

I hope that no matter how far apart we are I can always count on you to remind me just how bad ass I am. I hope that you'll always be "Cat Lady" and I'll always be "Johnny Newton". I hate that nickname by the way. Where did it even come from?

Here's to more Walmart adventures and car rides to nowhere.

Your fave little brown girl,

Lexi