Shall I tell you something about best friends? They're like band aids and cotton candy all rolled into one. Just when I began to wonder if everything I wanted, but couldn't get to because it was on the other side of that glass door that I couldn't open, was hopelessly and completely out of my reach...along comes D with her magic wand, advice on the best kinds of sugar loaded snacks to make me feel better and the key I needed so badly.
Thank God for best friends - the ones whose presence is all you need for comfort; whose solace is all you need for calm; whose absurd conversation is all you need to make the storm clouds disappear - the ones with the magic wands and barbecue flavoured corn snacks and reminiscences over the best kind of richly flavoured vanilla ice cream to find in the middle of nowhere.
Oh. There's Hope.
Thank God for best friends - the ones whose presence is all you need for comfort; whose solace is all you need for calm; whose absurd conversation is all you need to make the storm clouds disappear - the ones with the magic wands and barbecue flavoured corn snacks and reminiscences over the best kind of richly flavoured vanilla ice cream to find in the middle of nowhere.
Oh. There's Hope.
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