Let's say hi to the "special" gang of idiots I call my friends, shall we?

My best friend, who always makes me feel better, who I can laugh and cry with, who I can rely on to never hurt me and who I hope will always be by my side.
[jumping spiders] My other bffl, who can always make me laugh, who helps me vent, and who is soo talented I just wanna die when I watch her draw.
He's a fairy/ chihuahua/ total psychopath
Oh, no, don't talk to him. He's a grrmonkey.
2 points for each time you hug her and don't get beat up/ bitten. Good luck.
Is extroverted yet insanely shy...? It's OK, we love her anyway, 'cause she's awesome.
Get within a five-mile radius of her and your life story will be all over Facebook within an hour. She kicks ass.
My brother who is, quite obviously, a pyro. Like seriously. Hide the lighters.
[cheese head] Don't expect conversations to be normal. Honestly. Hope you have a good psychiatrist on speed dial.

And last but never least:
Nicole: My non-blood related sister, whose house I randomly barge into without knocking and whose manga I borrow and return 6 months later. Yeah, she worries me, too.


*All these people are my friends in real life, so if you're not on here, sorry bout that. Please don't try to track me down and meet me so you can be in my shout box.

For those I love: Thank you all for helping me to change for the better. "Because I knew you, I have been changed for good."
They're my friends. Mess with them and I'll kick your ass so hard you'll be in a coma for the next 3 years.

For those I've had problems with in the past: Either control yourself or get over it. Either way is fine, but hostility is social and mental murder. So please have the courtesy to save me a few braincells.