Facebook friends are as legitimate as any other type. The group of stormchasers, photographers, lovers of nature, hellraisers, and piss-takers that I call my friends–even though I’ve only ‘met’ less than 1% of them–is missing one today. Breianna took great photos, got in the moshpit with Ma Nature, smoked cigars and drank beer and was a joy and frustration to all of her friends.
Her personality caused her to friend and unfriend and back again me and many others, She wore her heart and her struggles on her sleeve. In short, human. Her struggle ended sometime last week, we only found out today.