They're silently standing next to you, telling you great things about yourself to cheer you up on a bad day. They're cheering you on in things you love, instead of secretly wanting faliure. They laugh at what you say, even though it's not funny sometimes. They stand next to you during desolate lonely times, when some untrue people stray away. They love you, and you love them, no matter what they do, or say, or act. They're crazy, but that's why I love them.
November 19, 2009