Just got back from a relaxing - aside from the time spent playing the Wii haha - time at my friend Jenni's. She's one of my new besties. We talked about everything and anything and laughed alot..which is something I love...
"Friends are special people. We can't pick our family, and we're sorely limited in the number of them at any rate. Society and mores (and often our own conscience) dictate we select a single mate. But our friends can be as diverse and infinite as the adjectives we choose. Our friends, in a very real sense, reflect the choices we make in life."
You
by Peter Finlayson
When you are sad,and you feel you can't go on.Tears well in your eyesand the pain is so strong.So far from your friends,and you're all on your own.No-one to run to,So very alone.When all seems so useless,and you can't take anymore.As you put on your coat,and head for the door.Remember.......I was there once,lost, all aloneYou can cry in my ear,Just pick up the phone.When you are lonely and feeling so blueSomeone is thinking ...thinking of you
"Friends are special people. We can't pick our family, and we're sorely limited in the number of them at any rate. Society and mores (and often our own conscience) dictate we select a single mate. But our friends can be as diverse and infinite as the adjectives we choose. Our friends, in a very real sense, reflect the choices we make in life."
You
by Peter Finlayson
When you are sad,and you feel you can't go on.Tears well in your eyesand the pain is so strong.So far from your friends,and you're all on your own.No-one to run to,So very alone.When all seems so useless,and you can't take anymore.As you put on your coat,and head for the door.Remember.......I was there once,lost, all aloneYou can cry in my ear,Just pick up the phone.When you are lonely and feeling so blueSomeone is thinking ...thinking of you
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