friends
Friends understand those contradictions in your nature that lead others to misjudge you. With them you breathe freely. You can be up-front with your little vanities and envies and hates and vicious sparks, with your meanness, little streaks of meanness and absurdities. And by opening them up to your friends, they are lost, dissolved in the wide and white ocean of their loyalty. They understand. You do not have to be careful. You can abuse them, neglect them, tolerate them. best of all you can still keep them. it does not matter.They like you.
-From "Three little words on life, on love, on laughs" by Francis Kong and "Bits and Pieces" by Raymond Beran"
My friend Trin posted this on her Facebook yesterday. Isn't it strange that we can be the worst versions of ourselves with some people and they can still love us afterwards? Haha. I love you, friends, for sitting through my I-haven't-had-coffee-yet mornings, my overly talkative moments, my weird crazy dancing in the middle of nowhere, my ignorance for world issues and geography, my helplessness in numbers and technology, and my insecurities. Thank you.
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