...like the women I see on their 30th anniversaries.
And I'll be a friend to my friends who know how to be friends.
My bestest friend in the whole world is happy, truly... which is much overdue... and for that, I am truly happy for her. And if things turn out how they SHOULD turn out, then I shall be at peace... I spend much of my time worried about her -- prolly though for the both of us. But for now, let us leave it at that. She's happy... I'm happy for her; let's let happiness remain to ensue.
As for my situatuion... all I wanna say is that I'm glad that her true colors came to light... and that the 'love high' that I've been looking for didn't have a chance to rear it's head. Everything happened early enough, and fast enough, that it didn't hurt on the short way down. I skinned my knee instead of losing an arm or having what little is left of my heart get ripped from my chest. Yay for that.
...cuz I don't remember what we're fighting for...
