The truth is that there are a lot of people like you, us, with strange hobbies or talents or gifts and we try to hide it because we’re afraid that it makes us seem weird or turn people off, but that’s a mistake. What makes me unique has bought every person I love into my life.
Some people care too much. I think it’s called love.
She’s my person. If I murdered someone, she’s the person I’d call to help me drag the corpse across the living room floor. She’s my person.
Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
When you have a good friend that really cares for you and tries to stick in there with you, you treat them like nothing. Learn to be a good friend because one day you’re gonna look up and say I lost a good friend. Learn how to be respectful to your friends, don’t just start arguments with them and don’t tell them the reason, always remember your friends will be there quicker than your family. Learn to remember you got great friends, don’t forget that and they will always care for you no matter what. Always remember to smile and look up at what you got in life.
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you…I could walk through my garden forever.
I felt it shelter to speak to you.
Friends may come and go, but enemies accumulate.
Money matters but less than we think and not in the way that we think. Family is important. So are friends. Envy is toxic. So is excessive thinking. Beaches are optional. Trust is not. Neither is gratitude.
A true friend never gets in your way unless you happen to be going down.
A loyal friend laughs at your jokes when they’re not so good, and sympathizes with your problems when they’re not so bad.
The good fellow to everyone is a good friend to no one.
It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.
She longed for porch friendship, for the sticky, hot sensation of familiar female legs thrown over hers in companionship. She pined for the girliness of it all, the unplanned, improvisational laziness. She wanted to soak the words ‘time management’ out of her lexicon. She wanted to hand over, to yield, to let herself float down the unchartered beautiful fertile musky swamp of life, where creativity and eroticism and deep intelligence dwell.
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