i have some of the very best friends in the world. i'm lucky enough to have two who are always there for me, never mad at me and always glad to see me no matter what. they cuddle in bed with me and are always in a good mood. i'm so sad they're here on their own time and can't stay with me for the rest of my life.
sarah came home last weekend. what would i do without her? somehow she gets it. no matter how bizarre, impractical, insane, outlandish, unrealistic, or absurd something should seem she has the innate ability to understand where i'm coming from and how to make it all seem okay.
i guess that's what real friends are. they're the ones who see you for what you are and don't want you to be perfect. they just want you to be you.
and to be there.
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