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emotions comeback intervention time


Wednesday, May 5, 2010 !@#$% 12:11 AM
I want a friend.

Guy or girl, don’t matter. As long as their good company. I want a friend that would prank call other people with me. Someone who I can call my right hand man. A friend that would make a ridiculously long, awesome hand shake with me and actually remember it. I want a friend that would log onto my Facebook, and type on my status that I’m gay and want to suck dick because that’s what real friends do. We fuck with each other. However, I want a loyal friend. Not these fake ass friends that talk shit behind your back. A friend that would actually listen to my problems and I would listen to theirs. And we both know that we what shared stays between the both of. Also, I want the frienship to last. Five years down the road, I run into him/her on the street, we do our secret handshake that we still remeber, and act like no time has passed at all.


(To Infinity, & Beyond. )