Saturday, January 7, 2012

Musings

The belief that because one person is your blood

Means they can only be your best friend is flawed.

Because in reality, your enemy lives in your house.

The end.

Thankful for friends who become family.

Although they are far and few between, coming from a family such as mine,

One cannot be too careful when choosing friends.

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