Nt just frnds, bt best friends... Dey make ur life so worth d while...
Bernard Meltzer best said it wen he quoted:
"A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though she knows that you are slightly cracked... "
which I'm, completely (shattered, u may say)
Wid all d terrible thngs goin on like all d ppl nt on foot conspirin 2 kill me, ma hobby class teacher takin on me 4 makin not-as-good-as-mine-bt-nice flowers, ma mom angry wid me 4 nt helpin her (she wants me 2 cook, d kitchen is 2 me wat a boardroom is 2 Shakespeare, u c) , Simba havin stomach probs, dad buggin me every now-n-den 2 write sum legal letter (I dont want ne practise, even though I may b'cum a lawyer) , ma strums nt turnin out as good as I wld like n a hundred more horrible thngs... wat am I 2 do bt wish ma frnds were here wid me n nt in sum other states attendin weddings...
Wats it wid ppl gettin married in summer n ruining every1 else's vacation time by makin frnds n family sog under d scorchin sun?
Newhich ways, I wish Bhavi n Kriti wld cum back soon (b4 I die frm d sudden convulsions dat m havin ever-so-frequently...)
P.S: d irreversible damage has been done... I wont b able 2 think, hear, dream or talk of love widout being frustated. Period.
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