they say you don't know what you got 'til it's gone / / they say that your darkest hour comes before your dawn

Thursday, September 29, 2011

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I love that some of the longest and most in depth texts I receive come from my best friend, Bradley. From the outside, people think we're in love with each other, when in reality we just love each other like all best friends do.

He knows every fucked up thing there is to me.

My brother, Larry, and my two best friends, Ryan and Bradley, are the only males I know that'll be apart of my life until my dying breath. That is, unless I get married, in which case there'll be a fourth male. But you know what I mean.

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