It's funny. I was talking to a few of my friends about this subject this week: true friends. Then I saw a similar article show up on MSN: true friends. For those of us with a facebook or myspace, etc. we have multiple pages of friend lists. Out of maybe 450 of those friends, who do you consider a real friend?
I have to wonder how important friendship really is. Do you ever find true friends?
Sometimes I'm absolutely sick and tired of overprotective girlfriends. Really. Who needs them?
I'm friends with your boyfriend. I don't like him. I love him, but in a "you actually get me, you're intellectual, and you're hilarious," type of way. Not a "I want you to read my soul and run your hands through my hair," type of way.
“The best of friends must part.â€
~ Anonymous Proverb
I met a girl in my freshman year of college with whom I developed an instant connection, which I thought would be forever. She became one of my best friends. We had some differences, sure, but our outstanding similarities outweighed all the rest.
The same little girl who wore Harlem Tee Shirts, And beads around her jeans,
  Ummm...I am a joker. A silly girl, voted class clown and teacher's pet, a paradox in itself.
  When I was in eighth grade, a friend shot a friend. It was horrifying...I'll never forget.
  Valentine's Day...Monday...Snow Day, and the movie 'Snow Day' had just come out, a funny movie, one I would never want to see.
When I'm on here I usually talking about child abuse, my family history, or something else, but today I thought I would write about "Chewy" also known as Lester and my best friend.
