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Please Note: this blog was previously known as RetardLove in a Pinus.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

RetardLove (Friendship): In Dedication to all the Retards in my life :)

You can know thousands of people, but there will only be a handful that manage to make your heartbeats smile.

I’m a big fan of friendship. It’s the one thing that keeps me a float (that and the Hope that somewhere out there is the perfect divine-cupcake

Friendship is the smile at the end of a crappy day. It’s the silence we share walking together. The laughter: uncontrollable, tummy-clutching, rib-wracking, breath-catching laughter over everything and nothing at the same time. It’s the *smack* you get for being retarded, and the hug when you need it most. It’s sharing lunch and bites of chocolate, bargaining for sips of Milo, and digging around in each other’s bag for gum. Friendship is the secrets shared when sitting on a bench, the feel of someone’s palm in yours, the reassuring pat on your shoulder that lets you know you've got back-up. Friendship is the warm-fuzzy-cotton-candy-melted-toffee feeling that runs through your veins when you’re together. The happy bubble that threatens to burst at any given moment. The scramble to copy homework, the encouragement to study when you least feel like it, the Kleenex you wipe your nose with when the world starts chopping its onions in front of you.

Friendship is the cherry on top, the sugar sprinkles and cream to goFriendship is Us.

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