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This photo fills me with wonderful reminiscent feelings. Riding our bikes and playing games with the other street kids on our cul de sac each Friday night.
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I miss my best guy friends more than I think I’ve ever missed any girl. Having a kid who is there because you hate the same shit, like the same girl and give the same trust to is a kid who is truly the prime example of friendship. It isn’t convoluted like almost every boy/girl thing because the superficial shit doesn’t even exist. You can fucking puncture his testicle with a chopstick and be hugging it out on the way to the hospital. You don’t pms. There’s no drama. Ever. The truest friendships entail zero drama. Fights we had were between us and even when we were most pitted against each other, we trusted and respected the other not to make it anyone else’s problem or take it up with anyone else. They’re someone who you confide the stupidest, gayest, most fucked up shit to and somehow recieve total judgement and acceptance at the same time. It was beautiful. I’d rather have a friend like that and jerk off in front of my computer for the rest of my life than deal with a beautiful, narcissistic woman who puts out ass as much as bullshit.
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