I was sitting between these two women in one of my most holy places--the theatre. I missed a few seconds of the play because I was thinking about how they know me well, and they even know most of my "secrets"--things I'm not exactly proud of--but, still, they love me. I've had an awful week, and I so needed to be squished between these two for a couple of hours.
When I'm with them, I feel most myself, most loved, and most alive. I wish you friends like them--friends that you just like to be with.
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I love hanging out with you. My only complaint is that it doesn't happen often enough. It's probably a good thing because I feel like we would never get anything done! Wait...that doesn't sound too bad, actually! Love you Sher! Happy Birthday, yesterday.
I beliiiieeeeeeve in life after love, after love...
That sounds glorious, by the way :) Although, if you spend too much time with me, you might not like me any more. I've heard that happens.
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