... because sometimes she's poor, and sometimes she's forced to do algebra, and sometimes her uterus decides to make life difficult, and sometimes life just ain't easy and she feels frustrated and weepy and sobby...
but she's always brave, and strong, and kind, and generous, and wacky, and fun, and one of the best friends a girl could have, and I love her very much.
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