Day 1 — Your Best Friend

Addressed to my best friend, even I don't know who you are.
-->Foot note, this letter is addressed to several people, just not sifted through and separated.

Beloved friend,
you are a bitch. I love you.
I miss our talks. I hate how I'm so horrible to you. You may not realize, or you do realize and chose to deny it's existence, but I use you ALL the time. I use you when I'm lonely, I use you when I'm bored, I discard you when I'm done and you're bleeding on the floor. I'm sorry for that. It's peculiar, very, very peculiar. I love you. I really do. I love how we can talk, and how you understand, I love how you're my twin but so different at the same time. I love how we're from the same fire that forged us together. I love how you'd never give up on me but I'd give up on you.... but you're not discouraged. This letter's horrible. Hand written correspondence allows me to focus my thoughts so that they are not as ramble-y and unorganized. Oh well.

-Sincerely Cho.

P.S.
Thank you for challenging my and forcing me beyond my comfort zone. I love you a lot even though I push you away.

P.P.S.
Thanks for being their most of the time. Not all the time, certainly, but most of the time.