
There was once a time when I thought good friends
didn't exsist. I thought that the only way you would find friends was to be something you were really not. I believed this until that night. When we all sat together, Problems on the table and books on the floor. Then it occured to me as my tears fell.
That these were the friends that I
didn't have to be someone else infront of. These were
those friends...These
were my friends... These
ARE my friends.
1 comment:
Damn right!
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