The best or worst of friends
I have a best friend that I am sort of questioning. We can have a lot of heart to heart conversations and she is the person I open up to most about my suckish life. The truth is, we come from totally different places, she is in a safe loving enviornment with two parents, a large house in a safe neighborhood, and a decent amount of money, while I come from a broken home, bad neighborhood, and my mom is struggling to pay the rent. I feel like I don't fit in with her and her expensive clothes, yet she openly declares me to be my best friend and has stayed true to me throughout the years, it just feels like I'm not mentally connected to her, like when I look back on my life, I really don't see why she is there, it has kind of just become habit being with her.