His name is Miguel.
I think this is the best place to talk about him. For at least 300 people will know what friendship is.
First that today I am 24 years old (I'm going to do June 25th) and I've known him since my 15th. Another thing they need to know about him is that he lives in another state and several times for me our friendship would have died, because I do not have the patience and sometimes not even time to talk all the time on the internet.
It turns out that Miguel is the most boring person I've ever met! He sends me a message every day for almost 10 years and keeps fucking me until I respond if I'm okay. If I'm not well, I have to speak in detail because I'm not listening to all the sermons, compliments and criticisms possible. He helped me in the beginning of a depression, helps me every time I have anxiety attacks and helps me get to know myself every day. And the best of all is: There is no romance there (because we tried and it did not work), it really has love, friendship and commitment. He's one of my 3 best friends, and today was a great day to talk about him, because I fought him exactly because he stuffed me once more until I told him how I was really feeling. 💖