I never found the famous quote, “Maybe our girlfriends are our soulmates and boys are just people to have fun with,” to be so true until I entered college. I guess I should have listened when they said your friends in college would be your friends for life.

When I think of a soulmate, I think of someone who can talk to you about anything, for hours on end; someone who can be weird with you, sarcastic with you, crazy with you and be exactly like you. I have never laughed so hard, stayed up so late for no reason, or texted someone all day and night about anything and everything until these girls entered my life. 

These are the girls that go on weekly Starbucks dates with me, drive me to Target (a good 45-minute drive) because I desperately need Taylor Swift’s newest cd, go to Taco Bell with me to fix my fast food cravings, watch endless YouTube videos with me at one in the morning when we are too hyper to sleep, have “family dinners” with me at the dining hall, never judging me for taking more food than I need, and agree to go on long drives with me to get away from the daily stresses in life.

I’m more excited to see these girls when I go out and girls night out is every night out. I can always count on their witty comments on my Instagram photos or the articles they tag me in on Facebook that seem to match our relationship perfectly. When it comes to my best friends, I can trust them with my deepest secrets and thoughts. There’s no judgment, ever, because they know we all make stupid mistakes (more than every once in a while). Leaving them is difficult and separation anxiety kicks in after being away from them for more than 10 minutes; they are never surprised when I text them about something immediately after I leave.

They teach me that boys aren’t worth crying over and that you can’t expect every guy that walks into your life to be your Prince Charming; eventually you won’t want that guy to show up at your house with your glass slipper anyways. They show me that happiness is what matters most in life. They show me that beauty truly does come from within, and that you shouldn’t hold grudges from the past, because that boy that made fun of you for your ugly haircut in sixth grade isn’t half the person you are today. 

So who’s to say that boys have to be your soulmate, when I have two handfuls of soulmates? When they say everyone has a soulmate, I believe it. Let’s be honest, having a guy soulmate isn’t out of the picture, but you can guarantee that my future husband won’t be the only soulmate standing next to me at the alter (hope he’s okay with a lot of bridesmaids).