Like she was my oldest, dearest friend. The kind of person you can tell anything to, no matter how bad, and they’ll still love you, because they know you.
Come on people, keep your friends close — your enemies won’t matter in the end.
how do you know when to let go?
It’s love that leaves that breaks the seal of always thinking you would be real happy and healthy, strong and calm..
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map