for the growth and creativity emerging out of my cynical dreaming.
Sunday, June 26, 2005
20 questions
Do you ever wonder how you become friends with someone? Where did it all start... what makes some friends confidants, others hang-out buddies, others like family, others like bitter medicine you swallow like its good for you... And then there are some friends, just a few... really only one or two... that are all of the above... It's strange, really. Of course, most of the time I just thank my lucky stars that there are people out there who put up with all my quirks and deviancies. We're all just messed up human beings who tolerate eachother's crap in the hopes that someone else will tolerate ours.
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