her name is jasmine:)

we were shy...never outspoken....the ones in the front of the bus...we didnt get that much attention...but on the "flip" side...we didnt want them...

she is jasmine:)

noo we didnt start off as "bestfriends"...we were different...[and i mean completely]

jasmine:
*long hair*
*light-skinned*
*athletic body*
*nice stlye*
....jasmine had it all...

but me...
kiara:
*short hair*
*darker*
*glasses*
*andd thick*


we were from opposite stereo-typess...she was the onee boys adored..fell over hills for, whould climb mountains for...

mee...i was the onee talked about, criticized, and not seen attractive by most guyss..


hmmm...

sooo how did we get to being bestfriends???...well...

jasmine wasnt like otherss..no not at all...she was sensitive, caring, and didnt judge...she saw me as beautiful...she would tell me time again that i was pretty...but i never took her word...i thought she was juss saying that like i was some "charity" casee...like the smallest off insults..would break me down...and "in fact" it did...i was depressed...i constantley heard that same word days and dayss out from those considered "popular" or "fine"...

"ewww she'ss fat", "she's ugly"....i couldnt understand..why i was gettin so harshly bashed..


but then she came...jasmine saved me from myself...she took me to a place where i could be comfortable with myself and not care about those around me...jasmine helped me so much....and i love her for that [no homo] lol...she is truly my best friend..:)