Walt Whitman is an American poet who was born in 1819 and died in 1892. His work is boldly advocating the value of the individual and the unity of all humanity. Whitman 's provocative breakthrough in traditional poetry attention and style has had a major impact on American thought and literature. Whitman was born near Huntington, New York and is the second of nine children. His father is a carpenter. The poet has a very intimate relationship with his mother. When Whitman was 4 years old, his family moved to Brooklyn, New York. So he went to public school for 6 years, then became an apprentice of the printer. I really want to enjoy my writing with my best friend. He and I write a note; some will be very long, some will be short, and some will have pictures of animated characters. My best friend is interested in everything that I am interested in, and vice versa. He wants him to make animals with cloth and cotton. He is willing to cooperate with everything I am doing; as a best friend, we should work better together. He gives me space and time. He pursued my hobby and encouraged me to communicate with myself rather than communication with him. If he is really concerned, he will make himself fully identified in the way I choose. If one of us lacks something, we share ours with each other. My best friend makes me mischievous and foolish. He supports me to obey my play as he understands that I only live the life of a man like him; he does not forbid me to do anything . He talks to me, I will never underestimate me. My best friend was gay when I was a high school student. To this day, one of them is still one of my best friends. He is one of the wonderful people I have ever met in my life. Of those two, he was a man who did not "go out" when we went to school. One of our best friends knows that his mother knows what he knows (luckily it supports), but nobody does that. It is not well understood. Another friend, Andy came out and was proud. I did not know he was absolutely fucking up. This is the early 1990s. We live in a very small southern town in North Carolina. What I feel proud of going out is about the worst thing you can do, except that it is in a race relationship. I do not hate fucking it. The third bad thing you can do is me. I call it "fag hag". I dislike words I dislike as much as I do not like fucking. There is no limit between love and hatred. This is the same thing. Now I decided to call it hatred. I hate her. She is my best friend, but I dislike her courage. That just means I love her courage, she is my best friend. There is no row. Finally, I will come back inside. I will stay outside and never doubt about our quarrel among our friends but that is enough to make my wife uncomfortable. Our friends are not aware that I know that they have sucked weeds, and most of them want to smoke or smoke. I returned to the party. My wife saw me, but she smiled really, and even lifted a little temptation to her right eyebrow. Maybe I love her. She is very beautiful. She came toward me, and I was half done. She leaned against my body, I kissed her forehead, her lips lifted my cheek ... Kiss?

My best friend, you had someone who will help you find who you are. Someone told you the right way. Even if you do not pass that way, you will be next to someone next to you. People are always right, but he never objected to you, even if you were gone. People without your life may be completely different. I have it. Her name is Jessica. Jessica is more than my neighbor. She is not just my mentor. She is my best friend. When I moved to a new community, Jessica lived in three houses. In my life, I was always fortunate to be surrounded by my best friends from my parents and brothers, her family on the street, and my best high school, supporting and loving people. My friend in college, all the fighting partners in the military, Korean soldiers I am working in - I can not help but I have the privilege of having such a wonderful human weapon I am surprised that they have unconditional love and infinite care for me. And life is a constantly expanding path of change, and to this approach, and sometimes in an unexpected way, I have to say a lot of good parting to many good people. Sometimes these farewells are better than others, but I often understand fully in the next thing - the next chapter - I fully understand what I have in front of me Forgot. My best friend was gay when I was a high school student. To this day, one of them is still one of my best friends. He is one of the wonderful people I have ever met in my life. Of those two, he was a man who did not "go out" when we went to school. One of our best friends knows that his mother knows what he knows (luckily it supports), but nobody does that. It is not well understood. Another friend, Andy came out and was proud. I did not know he was absolutely fucking up. This is the early 1990s. We live in a very small southern town in North Carolina. What I feel proud of going out is about the worst thing you can do, except that it is in a race relationship. I do not hate fucking it. The third bad thing you can do is me. I call it "fag hag". I dislike words I dislike as much as I do not like fucking. There is no limit between love and hatred. This is the same thing. Now I decided to call it hatred. I hate her. She is my best friend, but I dislike her courage. That just means I love her courage, she is my best friend. There is no row. Finally, I will come back inside. I will stay outside and never doubt about our quarrel among our friends but that is enough to make my wife uncomfortable. Our friends are not aware that I know that they have sucked weeds, and most of them want to smoke or smoke. I returned to the party. My wife saw me, but she smiled really, and even lifted a little temptation to her right eyebrow. Maybe I love her. She is very beautiful. She came toward me, and I was half done. She leaned against my body, I kissed her forehead, her lips lifted my cheek ... Kiss?

In my life, I was always fortunate to be surrounded by my best friends from my parents and brothers, her family on the street, and my best high school, supporting and loving people. My friends went to college together and my best friend came to Korean soldiers who worked with me as a military fighter of mine. Unconditional love and infinite care for me. And, life is a constantly expanding path of change, sometimes looking at this approach in an unexpected way, so I have to say goodbye to many good people. Sometimes these farewells are better than others, but often I will accept the next step - the next chapter - I forgot to fully understand what I have in front of me . My best friend was gay when I was a high school student. To this day, one of them is still one of my best friends. He is one of the most wonderful people I have ever met in my life. Of those two, he was a man who did not "go out" when we went to school. Our other best friend knows that his mother knows (and well thanks support for it), but no one is doing it. It is not well understood. Our other best friend, Andy, came out and was proud. I did not know he was absolutely fucking up. This is the beginning of the 1990s. We live in a very small southern town in North Carolina. What I feel proud of going out is about the worst thing you can do, except that it is in a race relationship. I do not hate fucking it. The third bad thing you can do is me. I call it "fag hag". I dislike as much as I hate and hate this word. There is no limit between love and hatred. This is the same thing. Now I decided to call it hatred. I hate her. She is my best friend, but I dislike her courage. That just means I love her courage, she is my best friend. There is no row. Finally, I will go back inside. I stayed out for a while and did not cause doubt about our fight among our friends, but it was enough to make my wife uncomfortable. Our friends do not notice that I know that they are suckling weeds. And most of them want to smoke or smoke. I returned to the party. My wife saw me, but she smiled really, and even lifted a little temptation to her right eyebrow. Maybe I love her. She is very beautiful. She came toward me, and I was incomplete. She leaned against my body, I kissed her forehead, her lips lifted my cheek ... Kiss?

In my life, I was always fortunate to be surrounded by my best friends from my parents and brothers, her family on the street, and my best high school, supporting and loving people. My friends went to college together and my best friend came to Korean soldiers who worked with me as a military fighter of mine. Unconditional love and infinite care for me. And, life is a constantly expanding path of change, sometimes looking at this approach in an unexpected way, so I have to say goodbye to many good people. Sometimes these farewells are better than others, but often I will accept the next step - the next chapter - I forgot to fully understand what I have in front of me . My best friend was gay when I was a high school student. To this day, one of them is still one of my best friends. He is one of the most wonderful people I have ever met in my life. Of those two, he was a man who did not "go out" when we went to school. Our other best friend knows that his mother knows (and well thanks support for it), but no one is doing it. It is not well understood. Our other best friend, Andy, came out and was proud. I did not know he was absolutely fucking up. This is the beginning of the 1990s. We live in a very small southern town in North Carolina. What I feel proud of going out is about the worst thing you can do, except that it is in a race relationship. I do not hate fucking it. The third bad thing you can do is me. I call it "fag hag". I dislike as much as I hate and hate this word. There is no limit between love and hatred. This is the same thing. Now I decided to call it hatred. I hate her. She is my best friend, but I dislike her courage. That just means I love her courage, she is my best friend. There is no row. Finally, I will go back inside. I stayed outside for a while and did not cause doubt about our fight among our friends, but it was enough to make my wife uncomfortable. Our friends do not notice that I know that they are suckling weeds. And most of them want to smoke or smoke. I returned to the party. My wife saw me, but she smiled really, and even lifted a little temptation to her right eyebrow. Maybe I love her. She is very beautiful. She came toward me, and I was incomplete. She leaned against my body, I kissed her forehead, her lips lifted my cheek ... Kiss?

I participated in a wonderful lighting workshop this summer. {This is not one of them, "Why can you train here?" This is truly amazing. I know that I need to be a better writing teacher. I noticed that I emphasized reading skills myself. I like to see my little man become a novel, so I missed writing over and over. We talked about friendship between Amber and her best friend Justin Daniels. From there, we started to write a story about our best friend. This is the story I mimicked. {I showed her to Sarah, my friend, but she cracked it :)}: I close my eyes to my students and imagine their best friends: what they look like, what they like, what they do with their best friend, why they are best friends. We spent a lot of time talking about what to include in this paper. First, I asked the children to write drafts for their journals. Then I will help them edit spelling and punctuation This is the completed story / picture. I am busy now to paste them on construction paper, but I can not wait to hang them on Tuesday! I am very impressed with the performance of children. It is very personal to them and I like to talk about their friends, so I chose the theme of "my best friend". I know that my students can easily brainstorm ideas on this topic. Because writing may be very difficult, especially if you do not think of an idea, I suggest you start with an intimate and kind student. This result is so big that I may do more in the coming weeks! I wanted my children to practice titles containing all their stories so I left a nice title! My 16th birthday, I am not at home, my best friend, I went to the beach to spend the weekend, we also take care of our children, we have another day I decided to stay, so I should return to the day. When I lived with my best friend, I went home to see balloons, my favorite sweets and sweet cards. I hope that I can hold cards, not tearing it off just after we broke up. I read and read it. I put it on the bedside table and saw it before going to bed. And when I woke up, I became happy. I passed a month on my birthday. It is 1 month 6 days. I completely remember that night and the next morning. That night we did not talk much, you and your mother are fighting, I let you come, but your phone is dead. So you went to a friend. You drink, smoke, and you are drunk. I get too close to the girl and I feel comfortable. I missed the actual existence of my best friend. This made me realize how hard it is to deal with it, unless there is a person I can mostly navigate you. A few months later, I had my team, but I could not find the best one - I am planning to make the best friends from here in the future, so there is really no problem. My friends are my family here, but they will never be my best friends - nothing ... it seems to be frustrating, but when I write travels and orgies I am another I took the approach, let's start communicating with various people. As a well-known person of Wattpad, that is also helpful. They are my long-distance teammates, but ah, boys, they are my lifelong companions! My best friend was gay when I was a high school student. To this day, one of them is still one of my best friends. He is one of the most wonderful people I have ever met in my life. Of those two, he was a man who did not "go out" when we went to school. Our other best friend knows that his mother knows (and well thanks support for it), but no one is doing it. It is not well understood. Our other best friend, Andy, came out and was proud. I did not know he was absolutely fucking up. This is the beginning of the 1990s. We live in a very small southern town in North Carolina. What I feel proud of going out is about the worst thing you can do, except that it is in a race relationship. I do not hate fucking it. The third bad thing you can do is me. I call it "fag hag". I dislike as much as I hate and hate this word.

It was raining on the day of my death on my close friend Mark Turner. On a dark, rainy summer night, he seemed stupid and entered the passenger side of the solar eclipse in midnight in 1998. His 19-year-old cousin Sam was a driver, and Sam is a bit too much to drink that night. By about 3 am they were leaving the party thrown by Sam's friends. They missed a two-hour night ban, so they hurried to the house. Without knowing his surroundings, Sam erroneously set out on the wrong side. We are all familiar with "Some of my best friends are black people, but their positive behavior is too much", "Some of my best friends ...". "One of my best friends is a Jew, but Israel's policy is brutal." This verbal composition is literally not used and can instead be used as satirical reference material for those who fail to successfully influence values ​​that are not actually shared. This strange occupation of expression - its literal meaning is replaced by a symbolic meaning - emphasizes the fact that strategic political expression is becoming more prominent in American public life. My best friend was gay when I was a high school student. To this day, one of them is still one of my best friends. He is one of the wonderful people I have ever met in my life. Of those two, he was a man who did not "go out" when we went to school. One of our best friends knows that his mother knows what he knows (luckily it supports), but nobody does that. It is not well understood. Another friend, Andy came out and was proud. I did not know he was absolutely fucking up. This is the early 1990s. We live in a very small southern town in North Carolina. What I feel proud of going out is about the worst thing you can do, except that it is in a race relationship. I do not hate fucking it. The third bad thing you can do is me. I call it "fag hag". I dislike words I dislike as much as I do not like fucking. There is no limit between love and hatred. This is the same thing. Now I decided to call it hatred. I hate her. She is my best friend, but I dislike her courage. That just means I love her courage, she is my best friend. There is no row. Finally, I will come back inside. I will stay outside and never doubt about our quarrel among our friends but that is enough to make my wife uncomfortable. Our friends are not aware that I know that they have sucked weeds, and most of them want to smoke or smoke. I returned to the party. My wife saw me, but she smiled really, and even lifted a little temptation to her right eyebrow. Maybe I love her. She is very beautiful. She came toward me, and I was half done. She leaned against my body, I kissed her forehead, her lips lifted my cheek ... Kiss?

When I was in my 2nd grade, I attended a Sunday school and taught me about my culture and language. My parents would like me to participate in the Western countries to accept my career, but since I heard it from my mother I was not very interested in the content. Every Sunday before the end of summer vacation, the school will hold a program called "annual celebration". As a self-centered child, he believes the world is revolving around her, which means that I can show off my talent so that there will be no tomorrow so participation can be rewarded I can not get it and I will give the same trophy to those who wrapped up in the tree next to me, so I never tried it. However, I regard this day as an opportunity for me to shine. Before the actual demonstration, we had to rehearse for a couple of weeks, and it seemed ecstatic that I started walking around. One day, a girl, my height entered the room and talked to another girl behind her in a loud voice. When the first girl saw in my direction, she acted as if she did not notice me, that they were very enthralled in the conversation. As a drama queen, I use it as a message. She is not, I will never be a friend of mine, so I use it as my mission on Sunday every Sunday. looks like Three years later, I walked very late on the first day of the Sunday school, it was a new grade, I could not breathe in and I caught a glimpse of the people who crossed my way. When I entered the room, only one seat was open, but by chance, next to the girl who showed it three years ago. Sunday school was not my favorite place, but she and I learned that there is something in common with each other than I imagined earlier. She and I have the same musical taste and always call each other at midnight to talk about the new songs we found and the new program we carnival. Through weekly courses, we will be very close when we graduate from Sunday school. Since we did not have a friend meet well outside of Sunday school, we walk around at night, every day of us, talk about our feelings, we will come back again on the day to meet face to face. Because she was with my sister, I can not thank her, I never forget that she is a shoulder that makes me laugh, cry, and think. I have met my best friend and support system for my life. My boyfriend and I spent my second year at college. We began hanging out, I met her children and we soon became good friends. When I meet her, I like to think that my worst year is over and that this friendship has completed me to a certain extent. To date, we are still best friends, I am a bridemaid at her wedding, I am a cool lady of her three magical children (now everyone is higher than me) My best friend was gay when I was a high school student. To this day, one of them is still one of my best friends. He is one of the most wonderful people I have ever met in my life. Of those two, he was a man who did not "go out" when we went to school. Our other best friend knows that his mother knows (and well thanks support for it), but no one is doing it. It is not well understood. Our other best friend, Andy, came out and was proud. I did not know he was absolutely fucking up. This is the beginning of the 1990s. We live in a very small southern town in North Carolina. What I feel proud of going out is about the worst thing you can do, except that it is in a race relationship. I do not hate fucking it. The third bad thing you can do is me. I call it "fag hag". I dislike as much as I hate and hate this word. My mother was always my best friend. From the moment I pop up ... No, I was kidding. But seriously, Bonnie is my best friend as far as I can remember. Random people I met in a second grader are my best friends, I forgot their name, my former boyfriend is my best at some point. Friends, but the truth is that Bonnie was always number one. Bonnie took me there whether it was yesterday or not, even when I was sent to the principal's office to crush the first-year male bathroom,

He began to pull my bag; Sarah hurried him to give him a strong slap on his left face. This did not solve the immediate problem, but threatened to further anger him and kill us. This is the crucial moment when I noticed that friendship is more than just listening; Sarah gives her a new ipad to save the escalating situation. Regardless of the situation, she seems to have a fixed solution. When she is confident in her, she gave me a slogan, that is, in life, you either give up or give up. I know that this is the best. Let's face it. I am experiencing what he should not face in the long run. I escaped from cancer, and I removed one of my breasts. One of my best friends at college was a coincidence death due to heart disease. I can not expect that he is related to any of these experiences. He must not owe for them. But I got it together. When I came home, a dripping winter mixture was falling. When I arrived home it turned snow. When I entered the main entrance, the dam was completely broken. I cried unlimitedly for three hours. I think I will cry while I sleep. I remember eyes staring at my ears at 4 o'clock and seeing my eyes. Charlie is dead. My best friend, her dog, had a heart attack and died. My world turned over and hit the mountain. I will not elaborate, but I will lose your best friend; one who loves you and gives so many lives is one of the most difficult things anyone can experience. My little guy, I really hope that all dogs will go to heaven. My mother, like her child, took it as the most difficult. For my family this is a terrible sad moment; something that we have not really experienced. Of course, in order to add salt to the wound, our refrigerator broke down after two days. Such a ridiculous, bad event, but the timing will not get worse. Mourning for a dog who died while not being able to eat fresh food ... such a small problem, then the excessive pressure level already boiling was escalated

Friendship is one of the most important things you can get out of life. Without this we are all so crazy. If everyone talks to each other and we have never made friends, the world will become a time bomb. Research showed that humans need friendship and desire to survive. That's why friendship is an important part of your life. There is no way to define friendship, so there is no real definition of friendship. Friendship means different things for different people. Every time I read this article, "true friendship" reminds me of my special friend I spent at college. It is the best day of my life. With my life experience, I can tell you what it actually means. Let's share various connections with real friends who emotionally recognize that they support you at every stage of your life. They are always by your side, happy at a happy moment, and give you emotional support at the bad stage of life. They motivate you to succeed, grow, and be happy in your life. I believe friendship is the greatest thing in human life. My friend got me into the storm. Also, my best memories are mostly with my best friend. My best friend can trust my deepest and darkest secret. Therefore, I believe that true friendship can last forever. Even if you are a hundred to a thousand miles away, I think that true friendship is worth keeping. My best friend and I went to different universities, one traveling all over the country. Since we became a high school cheerleader between freshmen and second graders we were best friends. Even if we are totally in opposition, we understand each other and plan to always be crazy with others. Over the past four years, we have supported and united. They are people I trust and those who spend most of the time I spend with them. I am single and, awkwardly, I met my best friends at high school, university and early times. The word "best friend" seems to be a teenager. The most advanced "highest" seems to be a bit too persistent, I do not know anything about how friendship fades. But these friendships are certainly distinguished by a clear and unique devotion. Two and a half years after my daughter was born, I feel that my best friend has gone away with sorrow, loneliness, embarrassment, and I may not be afraid to become a strong strong friends again.

Good-bye, it is surprising that many things are considered commonplace as we think. We are planning the day and I have not thought about how to cancel these plans instantaneously. Until I faced the shock and undeniable truth of the death of my cousin, I did not think much about it. Before they really met stunning news, I do not think anyone really thought about the tragedy. It was a bright and warm summer morning when I awoke from a good night's sleep. I can not do anything to prepare me for a dark, pessimistic and sad day. You know, this is the day my cousin and my best friend died in a car accident. Smart, smart, affectionate, considerate 16 years old, these are used to explain her words, but let me tell you ... See more There is no reason to visit us as our best friend. The thing to know about her is that she loves God, family, and friends. She likes John Deer's. She worships children (leading the church youth class). She lived and cheered and cheered. She loves life. Whatever she did, she gave it 110% When I was about 10 years old, we started to actively participate in school sports. She lives in Bardstown and she is very supportive of her gifts. Of course my basketball. As time goes by, we can see each other at basketball games and special occasions. However, we always know that I am always my best friend. On 18th June 2006, I lost my cousin and there was a strange car accident. The paper reads a car accident claiming a local teenager. The only thing I know is that my best friend in my childhood has gone. I could not run and hugged her in a basketball game. I can not meet and talk with her at parties or other family gatherings. As mentioned earlier, we have a lot of experience. The thing I remember is that I met Oki River in Picket County and I am going. We go to summer throughout the year and always know what the plan will be like. We must first play with water, and our parents will play a picnic together. We like every minute we spend together. She has gone, but she wants everyone to fully enjoy life. Do not bring anything. I do not know if it will say good-bye to some people. Say goodbye to the seven-year-old fiancee. Say goodbye to my best friend in five years. Telling farewell to old wounds and people in the past, Idealize all incomplete things. I have known good-bye to my family and friends. I even told good-bye to every aspect of myself. Like a magnet, it fascinates unhealthy people in my life. An unconscious driving factor was also found. I encourage the best of the people I want to help but I will not summon negative parts that will hinder them like I do. Even if I felt that it was not true, I ignored the intuition a number of times. I said more in summer than when I was a teenager. I say goodbye to my house Taiwan, say goodbye to my dear parents, say goodbye to my best friend I spent one month in France and when I started settling in social situations I met all new friends I left at the end of a one - month meeting. Good-bye is difficult. Because they deviate from the current present and enter into an unknown future. Even in the face of new challenges it is easy to become quarantine, retreat, conservative, but if you look at them from different angles, parting is just a milestone event, a new stage of life, It shows signs of progress. Rather than treating them as parting, please think as a new starting point, such as refreshing the web of the web or iPhone RAM. Everything is moving with a resurrection of the new resurrection, and you can start again without any other people's existing assumptions or expectations.

I remember the old words that my mother used to say "Please do not say forever". is it true? I do not think it is true until something happened until I changed my life until today. When I grow up, I am very cold. I guess that was not that tough girl, a man who always cries after a nail break, or who wears her heart on her sleeve. I will always leave things to myself and someone will see me crying. Most people think that I am not a human being. I am not accustomed to crying, but I do not know whether there is an example that I can shed the sea. I think all the funerals I participated in are only dry eye. My uncle 's funeral, my father' s funeral, most people 's funeral, I am just ... more I remember it was like yesterday. It was a beautiful summer day on 6th July. Summer is not very hot, but the weather on that day is sunny. On the concrete floor I walked, the sun was shining brightly. I am on the job of taking a bus. It was a long job, but for some reason it felt very short on that day. I feel very good about this special day. I got off the bus, I was very good, my knees began to bleed. I just took off it and went to work. A woman told me I would cry if she collapsed. I said, do not cry. She did not know me at all. Then I waited for the next bus and began to read my English 101 class articles. This is an article designated as "King Curtis's Echo" by Max Thayer. He talked about what kind of confrontation caused him to experience some anger that he did not know about his heart. He usually minds himself, but he decided to continue the discussion that can be prevented this time. He saw what he did not know in his body. This reminds me of the events in front of me. When I fell, I had many injuries, but I had no tears. I can not recall the time I used to cry for something. In that sense, when I talk about crying, I disagree with Max Sayer. I am active, I never experienced the experience of crying; I am indifferent to bones. After my mother passed away in a few years, my girlfriend and I broke up. Years later, she is my best friend. I love her in a way she can not express. After we left, I found myself falling in love with a man. Finally, I married him. He is a nice guy, I love him deeply. We have been married for nearly 20 years, and we are still very good. In the midst of these changes, I started to realize that I needed God no matter what I thought about the church. I began to feel my way through building relationships with God, and this relationship does not depend on others who explain God to me. My eyes are open. I found God behind the forest, and I sat quietly and heard that the trees are talking in the wind. I found God in the dignity of the grass along the highway I traveled. I found God in love and affection that my friends had given me. Before we became a couple, we were friends for almost ten years. We became a couple, she is my best friend and we died at the age of 28. At the moment of his death, when the monitor was straight, I held his hand on my left and she was on my right. We do not know what they are going to do from now. After that we got married for 21 years, of whom nearly 17 got married. Today we are in a beautiful divorce. Due to its nature, we become a little sad. The phrase "consciously separated" is trivial as it is beaten. of When John gave birth to a child, my best friend Sarah came. She tried to cheer me up knowing I had a tough time. Since college, we are best friends and have experienced this with the help of each other. Marriage, divorce, death, and of course our children grew up as single mothers. Since divorce, we have gathered a lot; we watch movies, chat and cook together. It can not change my feelings, but I try to make her happy looking very much that I am appreciating her by expressing her a happy face. After all, when she raised me she left her child to the nanny. When we are together, the face of my happiness is increasing more and more. I appreciate her efforts, but that does

My best friend in the world, everyone needs a best friend of my life. She needs someone that she trusts and can solve her problems. Regardless of circumstances, best friends should stay in your service. As far as I am concerned, I know my best friend throughout my life. My best friend is by chance my sister Bretagne. Because she was 13 months younger than I, we are very intimate. Let me be my best friend and make me Brittany to my best friend. Last year I spent my 40th birthday in New Orleans, but this is my favorite American city, I feel loved and worshiped. This is my longtime boyfriend, and perhaps more importantly my best friend in the world - to marry me, to have a beautiful ring, and to encourage a lot of promises, we are all with us I solve the wrong relationship engagement is over. I broke up. It feels like my entire body has become a small piece, it seems to have been broken up into one million pieces, and whenever I try to heal it it will pierce me and bleed. I am a Scorpion so many people do not know, I am wearing a mask (I chose to let them know but I do not need to know how I feel) ?). When Hurricane Harvey devastated Houston, things got so bad, I think that I admitted to enter a mental health facility. Regardless of my hometown, my mother accidentally returned to my hometown of Pennsylvania. Looking back, this is probably the best thing that happened to me. (After knowing what I said, she may feel insecure!) It does not mean I do not miss her every day, and I do not get excited after she returns, It has grown. I do not have a cane anymore. At that time I began to cast doubts on everything in my life. My purpose is not simply to be my wife and mother, why live in North Carolina, why do you feel up and feel "alive" and why you feel dissatisfied with my life compared with my thoughts Is it? If I have such an online legitimate boutique on Instagram '

I used to be a little girl from my father. But in a difficult somewhere else from adolescence, it has shifted from a little girl of dad to my mother to become my best friend. I think "somewhere" happened at the university. Until the end of high school, I was easy to get along with my father than to get along with my mother. They are jealous of me, but he is more open to me. Needless to say, I am very excited about going to school. This is the reason to celebrate the new independence that I am facing now. However, I rarely know that I need my mother more than before when I was in college. At first, it was wonderful - not to be embarrassed, frequent reminders of housework, no annoying remarks. But I quickly noticed that no one told me how to wash clothes properly, and that no one was there. I began calling my mother, asking how she washes her clothes and asking whether to properly sever white clothes from dark clothes. Then I called her and asked me what medicine I had when my throat began to feel a bit painful. Every day I talked to her and started asking a variety of questions. Soon, our conversation lasts long and focuses on talking to each other about our days rather than asking new questions everyday. Of course, among these conversations is a meaningless half-hour call about our very calm days. But speaking with your mother every day makes a stronger connection between us and allows me to share more content than I share with my best friend. She started running all the way to Loyola. You can call it cliché, but I like to think that the phrase "distance grows heart" plays a role in our relationship. When I go to college our relationship changes and one day she said that I love you for the first time before I talk to her. If someone knows my mother, they know that she is not a person who can easily appreciate her feelings, so emphasize how impressed I am Let's. Well then, I thank the university. Thank you for changing my relationship with my mother forever and allowing me to share my story on how I know my best friend. I have met my best friend and support system for my life. My boyfriend and I spent my second year at college. We began hanging out, I met her children and we soon became good friends. When I meet her, I like to think that my worst year is over and that this friendship has completed me to a certain extent. To date, we are still best friends, I am a bridemaid at her wedding, I am a cool lady of her three magical children (now everyone is higher than me) My best friend was gay when I was a high school student. To this day, one of them is still one of my best friends. He is one of the most wonderful people I have ever met in my life. Of those two, he was a man who did not "go out" when we went to school. Our other best friend knows that his mother knows (and well thanks for it) his mother, but knows that no one else is doing it. It is not well understood. Our other best friend, Andy, came out and was proud. I did not know he was absolutely fucking up. This is the beginning of the 1990s. We live in a very small southern town in North Carolina. Going out and having pride is about the worst thing you can do, except that you are in a race relationship. I do not hate fucking it. The third bad thing you can do is me. I call it "fag hag". I dislike as much as I hate and hate this word.

My best friend died in Dr. Munter's comment: The purpose of this mission is to contact events that change the direction of your life. Not only did the students complete this task successfully, they also received some underestimation. The "show, not tell" command is performed beautifully and delicately. There is also a good balance between long sentences and short sentences, unusual similes, and the author's perception of allowing readers to see events through the age of eight. In the few years when I got married, I met a lot of embarrassment in a short time. I dropped 16000 feet on an aircraft losing the power of the Rocky Mountains and "shrunk" off comfortable executives when I was 42 years old. But when we bounced off from the above failures and earned millions of dollars, I was able to surpass my stranger still. Business But many morning, when a stranger approaches, I wake up with sweat Today my friend died today Today my friend died today I still can not believe my eyes. My world seems to have ended. Today, my friend is dead, with a cute face, with a sweet smile, always shining in front of me. Today my friend is my first and last good friend, dead, she has only her sorrows and troubles, so she is waiting for this day. Today my friend passed away concerning my friend, my friend who resolved my problem, my friend who fought life. Today my friend died, I think, I am full of problems if there is no solution, unconfident people, I have no hope today, I am not happy here today. Today my friend died and she entered my life as my spirit. I can not tell her the importance. Today my friend died, I am crying, I remember her memory ... My best friend died that day. When he died, the whole city was black. The veil of the temple was torn in half. This is terrible. But when it turns black, I really know how my best friend looks. He regret to me, I do not know him. You do not know they are the world that does not know him. But he was very happy because he knew that he would come back. My best friend His name is Jesus. I know the feeling of losing my brothers. When he died, he beat the hearts of our family's heart. He is the man who everyone thinks is their best friend. He is always restless, the bed always has breadcrumbs and will teach you how to make a backhand spring in the long and faithful afternoon. He used to be my best friend. Have you lost your brother? Please do tell me about it as I do not know the exact sense of losing your brother. Just because I lost my older brother, I do not think that I did this. There may be similar emotions, but the process of sorrow may be present in us, but we experience it in various ways. We can shout each other as a kind shoulder, but everyone of us think that our situation is the same.

All teenage girls want horses and BFF with fashion and youth dynamics. Christine is the world's luckiest 13-year-old kid - she has everything. Christie and her father came to grandmother's country farm Pearl, leaving the city and her best partner Ashley. Christine now has to adapt to the new life of a ranch, a completely different fashion style from a new friend. With the help of Her new BFF (a talking horse called Stanford), she finally got used to it. Stanford helped Kristen's vacation as Kristen became inseparable as a beauty. But sometimes even my best friend is even a little embarrassed about other friends. Written by Stanford May 15, 2016 is the happiest day in my life. I married my best friend and I saw a week's Hawaiian vacation. October 10, 2016 is the second happiest day. When my wife told me, I will be my father. I am quite unexpected, but I am looking forward to seeing my son in the middle of June the following year. Thus, when posting a two-week notice on Wells Fargo on 21 April 2017, I can imagine the shock stated by my colleagues, friends, and family. Why quit a financial analyst after a few years? Is there a superior team just enough to abandon stable salary two months before my son's expected expiration date, and to meet the great profits and risks? In the beginning of 2016 my wife and my life partner, and my best friend moved to California. During the following 26 months, we tried to calmly find communities. In 2017, everyone saw a fire dance 1 mile from the front desk. Three: Spring, Detweiler, and South Fork. Polyvinyl chloride (PVC) is not a material that can be reworked or reprocessed into wood, metal, or other products, but it is close to a scar on fire. According to modern economic standards, many people are poor at the foot of the mountain and these people are well integrated into the current economic paradigm. Therefore, its only cost is the purchase price, so the selection is considered PVC or no fence at all. January 9, 2016 is the best day of my life. I married a longtime girlfriend, Lalaine. This is a day to celebrate with family and friends. Love and support are rich, and being together under one roof is very happy. This is definitely a highlight of my year. In February 2016, I hope this time will be a honeymoon. However, due to the ongoing debt of the business, I chose to delay it until repayment. Most importantly, we like to enjoy honeymoon debts free of charge. If you go as planned, you will be paid in full by December 2016. - Unfortunately, that did not happen.

Many people will come up when asked to talk about people who are affecting my life. However, there is something that stands out especially, and he has helped me in various ways over the past four years. This person is my best friend, I believe in my life. Her name is Moria, a story about how we made friends and how she will affect my life. In my opinion, this is one of the most important parts of my life. In my life, I was always fortunate to be surrounded by my best friends from my parents and brothers, her family on the street, and my best high school, supporting and loving people. My friend in college, all the fighting partners in the military, Korean soldiers I am working in - I can not help but I have the privilege of having such a wonderful human weapon I am surprised that they have unconditional love and infinite care for me. And life is a constantly expanding path of change, and to this approach, and sometimes in an unexpected way, I have to say a lot of good parting to many good people. Sometimes these farewells are better than others, but I often understand fully in the next thing - the next chapter - I fully understand what I have in front of me Forgot. My best friend was gay when I was a high school student. To this day, one of them is still one of my best friends. He is one of the wonderful people I have ever met in my life. Of those two, he was a man who did not "go out" when we went to school. One of our best friends knows that his mother knows what he knows (luckily it supports), but nobody does that. It is not well understood. Another friend, Andy came out and was proud. I did not know he was absolutely fucking up. This is the early 1990s. We live in a very small southern town in North Carolina. What I feel proud of going out is about the worst thing you can do, except that it is in a race relationship. I do not hate fucking it. The third bad thing you can do is me. I call it "fag hag". I dislike words I dislike as much as I do not like fucking.

According to Meredith Gray and Cristina Yang of "Gray's Anatomy" they are yours. He will say, "If I kill someone I will ask you to drag the body to the floor of the living room." Your understanding far exceeds what any of these titles can express It is. On the day we met, I knew you would play an important role in my life. What I do not know is that you join my life as a protagonist. Thank you for not thinking twice before calling, please call me. Thank you for saying no to the coffee date. Thank you for not giving up. Thank you, I am half better. We did not share the same genetic makeup, but overnight, we do not know who belongs until the heart's conversation, shopping until our bank account weeps, and often changing clothes. We shared some of the best memories except you, I do not want them to have any special features. You fell in love with me at the worst when I was with me on my best day. You know how to make me laugh when only what I want to do is climb up a hole and die You are a part of me, I have not done much. You say to me that blood is not a family, love is so. You know me better than I do know me. You made me realize that I am enough for this world, it means to me that I know how to use the limited words that make up English. You remind me that I am not my fault, you let me stop when you lose control. Even if the universe is approaching your power, you help me take my burden on you. If I think that my new clothes seem fat, I am the one I visited. And I know that you tell the truth. I sincerely believe in you. You know all the boy I crushed, all the absolute bastard professors, and the bloody details of every fight between me and my mother. Even if you do not say that, I will not succeed in this life if there is no one to understand and listen to all the ideas I think seriously and everything seriously. week Do not forget our struggle with all these affectionate words. The few we have are very realistic. We have not seen several events in the past yet, but I did not tell my mother because I do not need to choose between her and my "second daughter". Since we met, we have grown without separation. Neither of us is we old days we were a few years ago. Still, we drove the opponent to the limit. You gave the courage to go to me and I did something that made me happy. I will end this letter with reference to all the basic white girls' favorite musicals. "I do not know if I changed, but I am changed because I know you." Frankly speaking, I am always worried and I am worried about losing my best friend. I have been with him for nearly three years and have been keeping intimate all the while, I've been talking about that for a while, but recently in my opinion they are far from me . We are still talking with the same number as before, but the conversation seems to be more uncompromising now. I talked about this, but they said that everything is going well, it looks far away, but there is nothing to worry about at the same time. I will lose their lives and never wish to promise to themselves with them. How can I resolve this anxiety, does anyone have something useful tips or suggestions, or shared similar experience in the past? Thank you very much. Best regards Allen Sometimes it is really difficult not having an answer to losing a good friend. It is not a way to leave or leave, it just disappears, not a friend like the past. My friend Melissa has been my best friend for a long time, I can tell her anything. Then at the end of the second grader of high school, I began to see change in our relationship. The big problem I encountered was what I did to start to make my best friends around the world go away for me.

On July 17, 2015, I participated in one day training at the University of Misericoria. We are divided into groups and we have a day. One of my group girls is icebreaker. Her reddish brown hair. I am sitting and talking to her (she does not want to talk, I can say). Then at the end of the direction, when we were all sitting in the theater, I walked to the girl who was with her father. I saw her and said, "Hey, I'm Marisa, because I do not want a really crazy roommate, you want to know if you want to be my roommate?" Fortunately, she said (very uncertain) Yes! That summer, we exchanged numbers and kept in touch. On 17th July 2015, I met Emylee Steber, and I was happy to see her. Since we all participated in the bridge program, we moved a week ago and made lots of friends. Our first friend is a boy called Gerard. School is good, but there is no pressure of school. When the school started Emylee, Gerard and I became more intimate and even another person Mike joined our group of friends. We always open the door of our room, Mike sits on Emily's desk and Gerald sits on my door or chair. So far, the university was very good. I do not think that I will make my friends so quickly and easily, but I am very glad that I did it! Another interesting story is how I met RA RAX. Emylee and I decided to take a shower, but we did not know whether we could put the bathroom in the towel (this was our first official night as college student). We asked her if she thinks she is allowed to take a towel and get off the hall. And Eric (we are on another RA second floor). Eric, Eric. Emilay and I will soon be their friends The university is as interesting as you. My advice for freshman is to make the most of it. There is no need to make friends with everyone, but if you have a few friends, you need to close them together. Emylee and I have good friends. How many people can say that two friends (and new recruit) are driving for two hours to pick you up in two hours? I can do it. University is easy for some people, but for others it is more difficult, but having a certain number of close friends can make the university easier We know that both are nervous, but we are not going to change that. I am sorry, please ask me to live with me (to a stranger at the time). You are selfless, loving, funny, intelligent and good friends. You take care of me when I am sick and hug me when I cry. When I need you, you are always there, so for this I will thank you for your friendship. I love ya. You will be my best friend both now and now. A happy friendship for a year! For all the friends I do not mention, you will not forget and thank you for helping me / we will make our college excellent students the first year. Love you My best friend was gay when I was a high school student. To this day, one of them is still one of my best friends. He is one of the most wonderful people I have ever met in my life. Of those two, he was a man who did not "go out" when we went to school. Our other best friend knows that his mother knows (and well thanks for it) his mother, but knows that no one else is doing it. It is not well understood. Our other best friend, Andy, came out and was proud. I did not know he was absolutely fucking up. This is the beginning of the 1990s. We live in a very small southern town in North Carolina. What I feel proud of going out is about the worst thing you can do, except that it is in a race relationship. I do not hate fucking it. The third bad thing you can do is me. I call it "fag hag". I dislike as much as I hate and hate this word. My mother was always my best friend. From the moment I pop up ... No, I was kidding. But seriously, Bonnie is my best friend as far as I can remember. Random people I met in a second grader are my best friends, I forgot their name, my former boyfriend is my best at some point. Friends, but the truth is that Bonnie was always number one. Bonnie took me there whether it was yesterday or not, even when I w

Good-bye, it is surprising that many things are considered commonplace as we think. We are planning this day and we are not thinking about how to cancel these plans in the blink of an eye. I did not think much about it until I faced the shock and undeniable truth of the death of my cousin. Before they encountered truly shocking news, I do not think anyone really thought about the tragedy. It was a bright and warm summer morning when I awoke from a good night's sleep. There is nothing to allow me to prepare for the dark, dark, and sad days. I said more in summer than when I was a teenager. I say goodbye to Taiwan at my house, say goodbye to my dear parents, say goodbye to my best friend One month in France, just as I began settling in social situations, I was a one month meeting At the end of I saw all the new friends I left. Good-bye is so tough as they leave the current neighbors and enter into an unknown future. When faced with new challenges it is quarantine, retreat and easy to become conservative, but if you see them from a different angle then farewell is just a milestone. Rather than treating them as parting, please think as a new starting point, such as refreshing the web of the web or iPhone RAM. Everything is made up of the resurrection of a new resurrection, and you can start over from the beginning without any other assumptions or expectations of others. My international relocation is a bit like death. My old phone slowly has been replaced by a new British phone and number. My books were sold, donated to the library, and presented to my best friend. I say to some people in my life that they mean absolute worlds for me and they hope that they can visit us. I said good-bye to my family, never to see it again. I got my sole custody of my daughter, and my lung was free to breathe at last. I am surrounded by things that are not my own anymore. This is almost the same as I passed away, but I am also in charge of selling real estate. It is free, emotional, hard, genuine, authentic, and difficult. I am deeply pleased that my death in this world is not a coffin less than 6 feet, but a new life of love, family, attribution, laughter, adventure, and culture. I do not know if it will say good-bye to some people. I will say good-bye to my fiancé for seven years. Say goodbye to my best friend in five years. I say goodbye to past wounds and people Idealized everyone for unfinished ones. I will say good-bye to my acquaintance and family. I even told good-bye to every aspect of myself. Like magnets, it fascinates unhealthy people in my life. I also found an unconscious driving factor. I encourage the best of the people I want to help but I will not summon negative parts that will hinder them as I do. My instinct sounded the bell over and over, I ignored it.

Friends are as important as families and we can not live without them. We share our happiness, feelings, and problems with them. We need them to play and enjoy together. If I have never been to them, we will be lonely and life will be unbearable My friend in need is indeed a friend. "This is Proverbs true friend is that It is your side when in trouble.If your friend changes direction when in trouble, he will not be energized." Friends I have a lot of friends and I like it very much. Let's go out together, Let's play together, sometimes we learn together, among which my favorite friend is Ratul. If someone objected to me, he would be the first person to protect me. Not only that, he made me mistake, he was the first person to say this with my face. He is a philosopher and a guide to me. He is always ready to share about myself with myself. There is a lot of trust between us, we share our intimate secrets with each other, and it will not be misunderstood. He is more like a brother than a friend. Also, we believe that two of us will keep a secret. He studies very well, so he will help me whenever I have problems at school. He is the captain of our soccer team, for him, we usually win all games. He is very fast and it is possible that other teams will dribble without knowing. We share common interests, which will also make our friendship forever. We can talk for football, cricket, movie star and various other topics for hours. We are like two bodies and one soul. Everyone at the school is talking about us, but people need to understand that friendship is like a kind of tree, they need to pay close attention. We understand each other's strengths and weaknesses. We will not try to judge each other, and we understand each other, pass, and make our friendship stronger. We are friends from the beginning The reason is that we have unconditional love with each other. My friend is selfless and I admire him. I will say that praise to each other is mutual. He also admires me, after all, friendship is a matter of both sides, and usually overcomes all the competition by winning a relationship. He is very fast and it is possible that other teams will dribble without knowing. We share common interests, which will also make our friendship forever. We can talk for football, cricket, movie star and various other topics for hours. We are like two bodies and one soul Although everyone in the school talks about that friendship, people need to understand that friendship is like tree seedlings, and have to take much attention and care. Here we provide various paragraphs and papers (brief and descriptive) of my close friends about various word restrictions such as students 1, 2, 3, 4, 6, 7, 8. A best friend's article we wrote would ease the tension between parents and students. You can choose whatever paper you need for your children and children: My best friend is Archana in school days. We have been good friends since I was young, and I still continue. She is a smart girl with white face and cheek cheeks. She is a beautiful girl, I like her very much. We still met in the kindergarten class and I remember being friends all the time. She is very funny, happy and kind. She knows a lot about me and is always ready to help me with all my bad or happy circumstances. We are classmates, we are with each other. We go to school together every day and sports every day on the ground near our house. When I was twelve years old, I wrote a story about two best friends. Girls, hero, tall and beautiful, "best friends" is short and clear. My mother told me that the storyline of my story focused mainly on the wonderful things that our beautiful heroine and her friends cheerfully cheered on their sidelines. My mother suggested that I change the appearance of the girl. "Why is it that short girls can not fall in love and can not win the dance competition?" Ask the mother. This feedback is a huge hit. Even at the age of twelve, I never s

Clockwise from the top left Koh Phangan Full Moon Party - Loss in Japan - Beer in Bangkok - Mirror in Burma - The 3 rd round in Romania - Korean Protective Helmet - Night dance on Tao Island - in Turkey Making friends Mediterranean - Bulgaria sunny day of the Black Sea (middle) A letter from Kerrillin, I laughed with them in Canada, Romania, Bulgaria, Turkey, Japan, Korea, Thailand and Myanmar. We are planning to travel together in Central and South America for five months during the year and one day we are planning to open the hotel on a small beach. She is my best friend When two of us are in Canada, we admit that I am writing a letter to you. We were in Toronto before you moved to Japan (2008). We are missing your mother's apartment's skyline and garden and want to know what our new Asian life brings to us. If you look at Osaka visit, eating too much cabbage, rain village, Yuiwa, shopping in Asahi, you can nurture and develop all the friendships of the new adventure. Can we tell ourselves to visit Myanmar together? We will make friends, local people are very warm and gentle for just a few hours, will they dress up their girls' gold makeup and wigs? Would you like to stay in Barbara Streisand for 2 consecutive nights at the beach in southern Thailand? Even if there are distances, will you make every effort to keep in touch? Will Blenarin travel for eight months alone in Asia and India and present a box of memories to Kerrillin? When she wrote, was Kerrilyn wearing a yak hair scarf from Nepal? Can we say these things to ourselves? Dream of typewriters and hotels, and the dream of coffee and land on the unknown beach, will it succeed? There is no mistake Over the years, my illusion emerged in my mind: My mother is my daughter, my best friend of my age, and we are best friends. We call him in a few hours, write down the other letter in the summer, and someday go to the same university. We think of each other's sisters. This is what we mean. I did not have such a friend. In elementary and junior high school, I took a series of "best friends". Most of it lasted one year, probably two years, then moved to an alliance with the drama before puberty. When I was a high school student, my best friend was a group of girls I did not think she really liked me, they tease me - this clumsy stupid partner - even better. I always have a feeling of "marking", I think that one of them will pick the best one I like. I am single, a troublesome high school, a university, and I met my best friends at an early time. The word "best friend" seems to be a teenager. The most advanced "best" seems to be a bit too sticky, I do not know anything about how friendship is faint and flowing. But these friendships are certainly distinguished by a clear and unique devotion. Two and a half years after my daughter was born, I felt my best friend was opened at that time, but I felt again that I might never fall, such as sorrow, loneliness, embarrassment. Such a strong friendship My father passed away four years ago. He used to be my best friend. On Saturday, I found a striking 15,000 words letter written six to six years ago in 1978. This letter is not for anyone but it feels like it was written for me. I cried, laughed, laughed, and my father recalled love and spirit and read it. This letter touched my heart, and we all want to touch our heart. On Sunday, I would like to know what I want to share with you. We all have deep personal and emotional meaning in life. It might be a letter you got from your parents or children, it is your favorite quotes, poems, jokes, paintings, songs, proverbs, suggestions, recipes, stories, prayers, rituals, and so on. I believe that when we share these, they can touch others' hearts. As a result, our lives have become more enriching

My best friend passed away and I saw Chipper Gleason for the first time when I was 5 or 6 years old. My mother taught me a music lesson in the city with Chipper mother Sue. The He - Man connection must be the first reason for our parents to know we will be good friends. I remember my mother asking if I would like to play with this child at Greykull Castle, a large green castle where Heman and other space masters lived. Of course the answer is "Yes!" One afternoon there was a classmate from my mother and Professor Su in the church. My best friend is dead My best friend is always with me. But one day, I realized that someone was disappointed somewhere on the road. Everything she experienced, I am there, but I think that some things are too difficult for friendship. It's not a day, I do not remember. How do I forget? I have shared this story for the first time since that happened. It was obvious that it was August 20, 1997 that I did not worry about the previous time. We can only say that this is not my year of golden stars. If it matches you, do not worry, it is not so. Otherwise I will not reach for it. All my friends who lived their best lives are dying. But do not think about it, it will be a pity. Mercy behind the panella may happen on the phone, but we can not praise each other. How is this strange time on Tuesday at 4 pm? No one remembers like us. Unless you are too busy raising acquaintances who are low risk of ours and are not conflicting. I only need 15 minutes, then I extend it to 1 hour. "Let's keep in touch" Finally speaking. Perfect lie I lived a day. I lived all day, what is important? Francis has left. My best friend is dead. Do you know what it is? Do you have to bring your best friend back to the base as you know that all the steps of the way, blood will rush out of his wounds faster than you might go? Do you know what it is? I see your best friend and ask the doctor to do something only to them to think that he is the cause of failure? Because he does not want to die because he is afraid of crying Do you know what it is, are you holding the hand of your best friend? Do you know what it is? As other injured need bed, will you let the hands of your best friend crush and immediately remove his body? Do you know what it is? Do you know that there is absolutely no time to mourn such loved ones? Because I know it. I know how it feels. Of course, I do not think so. But this is war. Of course it hurts. "

My best friend is dead My best friend is always with me. But one day, I realized that someone was disappointed somewhere on the road. Everything she experienced, I am there, but I think that some things are too difficult for friendship. It's not a day, I do not remember. How do I forget? I have shared this story for the first time since that happened. It was obvious that it was August 20, 1997 that I did not worry about the previous time. There is a laundry room, I have. Can I conquer this dress? Surely I will be a sweet butt. Does anyone still remember the Turtle Club? When my childhood, my best friend (already dead) showed me the card of Turtle Club. If someone asks if you are in the Turtle Club, you will answer: "You bet my sweet ass!" That you are mature enough to say the word "bat" Show emphatically and seriously. I am seven years old. I think that I am mature enough. The wash cycle imitates the life cycle. Life is dirty. People are really filthy, then they die. They are dying under you. You wash them in memory. You must do this or you can not move. I invented the story and made me float. I want to pretend to know what the last thought about a dead friend is. I lived a day. I lived all day, what is important? Francis has left. My best friend is dead. Do you know what it is? Do you have to bring your best friend back to the base as you know that all the steps of the way, blood will rush out of his wounds faster than you might go? Do you know what it is? I see your best friend and ask the doctor to do something only to them to think that he is the cause of failure? Because he does not want to die because he is afraid of crying Do you know what it is, are you holding the hand of your best friend? Do you know what it is? As other injured need bed, will you let the hands of your best friend crush and immediately remove his body? Do you know what it is? Do you know that there is absolutely no time to mourn such loved ones? Because I know it. I know how it feels. Of course, I do not think so. But this is war. Of course it hurts. "

Nick is a person who always tells something I want to hear, even though it is not always that I want to hear. He is not only my young pastor but also one of my best friends. If he said something, he is that person, you can always count on it as being true. If he says that he wants to do something, he will do it. When I was fourteen I did a lot about what I thought I should always walk around and do not. One day a friend Devin invited me to church, but initially I did not want to come, but decided not to go after that. I grew quietly without thinking about it. My mother is a secretary of the Baptist church, and I lead the worship team to the first grader in high school. My young pastor is one of my best friends. I believe in the walls of God and my parents, friends, and my house. Everything is at your fingertips, it is simple and touching. I told her I would like to be a writer. She told me that I am very smart, and of course I will become a writer. I wrote twelve lines of rhymes rhyming in three days, it is an abstract maze. I read it many times until I remember it. In high school English courses, I was wasting my own poet, but after the publisher was found I chant this poem in 12th grade English soon. Shortly thereafter, I began studying the first novel, the 17th century Huguenot, who fled the Inquisition officer. Pastor Willis Pork and my best friend 's father often visit me during these strategies and pray. I became a Christian during recovery. I accepted baptism and preached my first sermon as a high school teenager in a black church. My son Willis Rev. Polk, I visited HBCU together in 1996, and we know that Morehouse College in Atlanta is our only place. We like it. Again, this is not sneakingly invading me as a Caucasian who is sneaking into the Morehouse. I am 17 years old, and my ethnic identity is fully formed. I know who I am. I spend it in my life, not merely appropriating or camouflaging. Through this process, my mother and I have self-evident understanding of my race. In a sense, her past is forbidden to me, I also want to know the details of the people she slept in January 1979, and I will proceed with good faith. I do not care from my heart, I divided it deeply into my heart. I will do your best

What is common to everything you ask for? They all provide a platform for communicating with people all over the world, with just one comment or post at any time. In fact, some of the best relationships you will encounter will come from social media people who have the same passion as you. Regardless of whether it is a music group, writer, book series or lifestyle, you can be away from the people most relevant to you. Believe me, I know the direct information About two years ago, I met one of the most sincere and sincere people in the world who shared all of Harry Styles with me on Twitter. Yes, we met in the direction. To sue people From exchanging tweets to exchanging phone numbers, we built a friend ship on the Internet 2835 miles away. We talk casually from us about all the love without end, and continue to support everything in life, love, and heartache. Without a million years, I think I will find my best friend in the world in this unusual way. Well, after seeing my best friend for two years, I finally met my best friend. I traveled about 3,000 miles from North Carolina to California and finally hugged my best friend two years later. We no longer need to send text messages, Tweets, FaceTime, Snapchat, but in the end we need to be together like our lifelong friends. We did all the best friends; drink, eat, laugh, sing loudly, watch our favorite movies, spend the day in town, and of course take selfies Sometimes social media is sometimes considered negative, but it is truly amazing for many people. Besides real life, after relying on social media as a source of your communication, there is nothing but to meet a person you talk everyday, learn about your deepest secret, and share all your likes and dislikes. Twitter gave my best friend I remember about 28 years ago when I met this young man through my friend. Well, technically I met at the driveway of McDonald 's. It was summer before my high school graduation. My best friend is jealous of me and her boyfriend 's best friend. I always said "I have a boyfriend, I am not interested." She told him about me, he decided to go through the place I worked. He ordered a small cola and introduced himself by pulling forward. I am very angry because I am working, so I just said "Hey", I continued to work, but he came again and ordered a small fly. He also pulled it up and smiled. Without speaking, I took his money and thought "really". Well, after seeing my best friend for two years, I finally met my best friend. I traveled about 3,000 miles from North Carolina to California and finally hugged my best friend two years later. We no longer need to send text messages, Tweets, FaceTime, Snapchat, but in the end we need to be together like our lifelong friends. We did all the best friends; drink, eat, laugh, sing loudly, watch our favorite movies, spend the day in town, and of course take selfies Online community The Internet is a great way to meet new people. Some of my best friends have started online. Ten years ago, I met one of my best friends on the IRC channel K. I have at least two best friends I met online. We have met many times and have become good friends. Even today, I have many good friendships with people I've never seen before (other personal development bloggers and my readers). You can not become a good friend because you have not met yet. Today, the online forum is one of the central places of community gatherings. Display online forums on topics of interest. Participate constructively and add value to the discussion. Soon, you will better understand the people there. What?

My best friend is everything to me, I do not know that you can approach people very fast, you can eventually look after them. How do I find that it is very complicated that Jade is my best friend? We met for a while at Berkeley art camp, but we were not so close. We did some dialogue here and there, but they are never serious. One day, at the end of the camp, we went out to play some stage scenes. After camping, we did not wander for a while, but we should call each other to eat and eat nails, or an hour or two would be easy. Once, we quit till we meet again at the high school basketball game. Jade was invited to be one of my classmates. Instead of going with him, she decided to go out with me for the remainder of the night. After the game, we started calling each other more frequently and settled at the end of the week. After a while, we started to spend everyday and decided to be best friends. My best friend is very important to me, whenever I need her, whenever I need her, I will give everything together whenever she needs me whenever she needs me I will do. No matter what happens, you know that someone is feeling better. I know she is there, I can trust her, I guess it is not easy, everyone I meet must win my trust Hmm. It is truly important to know that there is a trusted and reliable person. Even though she and I are fighting each other, she keeps my best friend. I have met my best friend and support system for my life. My boyfriend and I spent my second year at college. We began hanging out, I met her children and we soon became good friends. When I meet her, I like to think that my worst year is over and that this friendship has completed me to a certain extent. To date, we are still best friends, I am a bridemaid at her wedding, I am a cool lady of her three magical children (now everyone is higher than me) My best friend was gay when I was a high school student. To this day, one of them is still one of my best friends. He is one of the most wonderful people I have ever met in my life. Of those two, he was a man who did not "go out" when we went to school. Our other best friend knows that his mother knows (and well thanks for it) his mother, but knows that no one else is doing it. It is not well understood. Our other best friend, Andy, came out and was proud. I did not know he was absolutely fucking up. This is the beginning of the 1990s. We live in a very small southern town in North Carolina. Going out and having pride is about the worst thing you can do, except that you are in a race relationship. I do not hate fucking it. The third bad thing you can do is me. I call it "fag hag". I dislike as much as I hate and hate this word. My mother was always my best friend. From the moment I pop up ... No, I was kidding. But seriously, Bonnie is my best friend as far as I can remember. Random people I met in a second grader are my best friends, I forgot their name, my former boyfriend is my best at some point. Friends, but the truth is that Bonnie was always number one. Bonnie took me there whether it was yesterday or not, even when I was sent to the principal's office to crush the first-year male bathroom, even when I fell to the crocodile. She always puts her hand on my shoulder, looks at my eyes, and says with a steady voice that "Mother did not matter."

Six months ago, I decided that I needed an animal companion. I have done a lot of research on maltese dogs. I have browsed the internet to see if this is the correct dog for me. After finishing the study of Malta, I checked the newspaper advertisement and visited an animal shelter to see if it could be found. I advertised in the newspaper and advertised a woman selling Maltese puppy, puppy 6 months old. When I saw the puppy for the first time, I was surprised to find how cute they were. The biggest warning was my mother, my best friend's mother, my dog ​​(!) Was diagnosed diabetes in 365 days from 2015 to 2016. Looking after my Toy for over 7 years of insulin injection, blindness and neurological deterioration remind us that we may wait without change everyday. I am changing like a software engineer: I noticed that I need to refactor an effective way and replace the way I did not. This is not end-to-end rewriting, but I definitely feel I reprogrammed my mental habits. This starts with the depth of the operating system, but all commits I do are very different at the presentation level. I need to make sure that this is a "full stack" approach, especially for making changes, as I am moving too late to make my Life Experience Platform (LXP) health "functional" too late. Some of my best decisions in my life are totally irresponsible and come from capricious. I am reading a book about Pope Leo X with a pet elephant called Hanno, so I have my wife and a dog. I think this is an interesting name for dogs. A week later, we ate a small dachshund. One of the best things ever. Our dog is ten years old now. How do you understand the story behind the first goat? So we are going home and have a goat that eats Smitty's barbecue and calls it a day. My dog ​​is dead. My eight-year-old fur-like best friend, I grew it with hands from childishly When I got home in the afternoon, I was very afraid of me. Everyone stopped answering my phone - my drinking partner, my childhood friend, or even my own mother. I do not understand what I did, but refuse to explain.

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My best friend is "the next nine children" .. (lol) Yes! She messed up almost everything, so I can say that. She is very beautiful (inside and outside). She is sincere and generous. Almost everything is enough. She is very interesting. She is polite, but sometimes a bit naughty. To laugh She also has some hidden talent. She can sing (funny), she can dance (very hilarious), she knows how to love her friends. She likes beautiful things like clothes, accessories, shoes, bags ... in short, she likes fashion! Yes, she is definitely a fashionista. My best friend is almost the best "best friend" that you may have. She knows how to be fair. When you need her, she is always around. She loves you like crazy I still remember growing up with her and our friends. I often smile when she laughs. She always asks what happens in everyone's life. As she said about me the other day, she was a naughty girl, a cold head, but later, as time went on she became an adult female, an independent woman. .. A strong, powerful woman enough to rule the community It is a blessing from God that she will enter my life. Even though I have many problems, she will tell me how to make me happy. But if you are ready to tell me face the problem The one I chose to explain is my best friend Matt Waterlin. We started talking about at the end of July last year, but we really did not become friends until we wandered around at our common friend's birthday party in early October. Last year, he and I have always been close together as much as possible. He has an attractive person who is difficult to find in today's world. He is close to the family - I believe there are many families near my house - his cousin may be more intimate than his friends. He is currently a senior student at Calvary Christian College, majoring in computer science at Frostburg State University and planning to continue his education. A few days until the end of 2017, my friend and mentor received news about the death of his friend. He was shocked at the news. I am listening to the deceased, his life and memories. "I am not explaining the dead," I thought. This good man has died anymore but still lives in the memory of my leader. But even though their memories disappear, their influence still exists in our subconscious mind. How do they think and react? When we die, we hand over these things. In this way, people will not die at least. Needless to say, popular gods such as Dante, Shakespeare, Muhammad, Jesus, Einstein, Mandela etc. My friends and mentors are Christians, and his recent friend is a follower of Islam. What I thought was particularly interesting was that when he explained me about the dead, he explained about a Catholic saint rather than a Muslim man. Ironically, if a Catholic god eventually becomes "the only true god," this magical Catholic saint is destined to go to hell. As I said, most of my work is for someone. My motivation is my bff, but the word my best friend is not suitable for me to explain what he means. Battle is the best way to make your bond stronger, so that is also between us. Once we had a controversy, we did not talk for three days. It is really sad. Most emotions happen when you are unhappy or when someone is not there. I used to mention sorrow as my DP from Google, but from time to time you can not find the perfect expression needed to express emotions. I want to write something myself by listening to my friends. She searched in the play store and said and I found YQ

"My best friend" is a song written by Aimee Mayo and Bill Luther recorded by America country music singer Tim McGraw. It was released in October 1999 and is the third single of McGraw's album "The Sun sets". This song is ranked # 1 in the single & track list of US Billboard Hot Country. The narrator depicted in this song expresses emotion to the female lover he calls. Country universe Ben Foster brought B + rating to the song and wrote: "Sometimes it is appropriate to find emotional layers interwoven into those who can scan to pedestrians in the hands of other performers In this case, Tim McGraw proved to be the right singer, "he also said," McGraw's "good performance is comfortable, mild and calm and includes a lot of things" . Violin and steel guitar. "[1] In the week of October 9, 1999, "My best friend" re-elected the American Billboard Hot Country Single and the truck and became the 75th official single Irish actor Colum Wilkinson (stage fame; tragedy world, Phantom of the Opera, Superstar of Jesus Christ, Other musicals) released the CD and some of my best friends are songs of EMI Records, "Father and son" co-starred with Wilkinson's son Aaron. Wilkinson sang part of his father, and his son sang the rest of the song. The American rock band, The Flaming Lips, released the song "Fight Test" at the 2002 album "Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots". People thought that "battle test" is similar to "parent-child" in music, leading to litigation. Sony / ATV Music Publishing on behalf of Yusuf Islam, EMI Music Publishing on behalf of Flaming Lips equally distributes "anti-test" royalties between the parties after a relatively controversial settlement Agreed. Wayne Coyne, lead singer of Flaming Lips, claims that he did not understand the similarities of songs until producer Dave Fridmann pointed out. Summer of 2002: I am about to enter the fourth grader. Due to the confusion about life, I was introduced to my new best friend. It is in the form of 11 art, innovation and Carol. Generally, diorama runs in less than an hour, but somehow I found a way to wake up for nearly a few months. My family and I go to Cape Cod every August for vacation. I remember the 2002 trip was a perfect week. 7 days of 80 degree sunshine and pure beach day. After all, I was 21 and did not count on a fake ID card to enter the night bar. Until the annual summer, I am receiving an identity card from Cape Cod's Bodyguard This identification card not only removes my remaining summer plan but also allows me to remove school next year I will.

Can someone in your life help you understand who you are? Someone told you the right way. Even if you are not following that road, you are next to someone. People are always right, but he never objected to you, even if you were gone. People without your life may be completely different. I have it. Her name is Jessica. Jessica is more than my neighbor. She is not just my mentor. She is my best friend. When I moved to a new community, Jessica lived in three houses. She is likely to move to a new community. She is one of the people who made friends with everyone. She is so special that she is a friend of everyone. Show more She will listen to you. Even if she just met you, she will be your friend. I do not remember that she said something unpleasant to someone for some time. This is one of the many valuable experiences I learned from her, and it broke my life. She seems to know everything. Whenever I ask confusing questions, I know that she will know what to say to me. Her wisdom covers several topics. They want the lesson I have learned in school, and my life without textbooks. She taught us by example. She told me that it is my waste of time and energy, angry, having problems, being angry or angry, so let me control myself by emotion . She always looks calm, patient, and sullen when we face people who are not so happy. From socializing with her people, I learned that goodwill never fails. As you give everything you have to give and never give up, when I saw her life I learned from the situation, you will not be defeated. Jessica is truly a wonderful friend. She is a real friend. I can always rely on her to provide me with the correct advice. Even if I do not want to hear what she said. She is where I am, and she knows how dangerous it is for her adolescent journey. She told me to guide my choice. But she never hurt me. My In my life, I was always fortunate to be surrounded by parents and brothers, my best friend, her family on the street, and my best junior high school students, supporting and loving people. My friends went to college together and my best friend came to my Korean soldiers with my army combatants - I worked - they will not help, but I am such a wonderful human being I am surprised to have the privilege of having weapons Unconditional love and infinite care for me. And since life is a constantly expanding path of change, sometimes looking at this approach in an unexpected way, I must say good-bye to many good people. Sometimes these farewells are better than others, but I often accept the next step - the next chapter - I forgot to fully understand what I have in front of me . My best friend was gay when I was a high school student. To this day, one of them is still one of my best friends. He is one of the most wonderful people I have ever met in my life. Of those two, he was a man who did not "go out" when we went to school. Our other best friend knows that his mother knows (and well thanks for it) his mother, but knows that no one else is doing it. It is not well understood. Our other best friend, Andy, came out and was proud. I did not know he was absolutely fucking up. This is the beginning of the 1990s. We live in a very small southern town in North Carolina. Going out and having pride is about the worst thing you can do, except that you are in a race relationship. I do not hate fucking it. The third bad thing you can do is me. I call it "fag hag". I dislike as much as I hate and hate this word.

In my life my older brother Cameron was always a positive influence and an important resource. He challenged me academically, kinestatically, and spiritually, inspired success, and I did my possibilities in many fields. The influence of Cameron is wonderful. Because I saw his efforts succeeded as a result of his efforts. Even if I look at this in my life, I can see that similar results can be expected if I take the same approach. Most of my academic record is inspired by his example. He is deeply rooted in the importance of my education. He also showed me that taking good grades is important not only for the university but also for my final career. As he likes to play basketball, he is good at playing football, but Cameron has never exercised very much in the process of growth. His devotion to his favorite sports, especially the ultimate Frisbee movement, is more beneficial to me than he knows. We often play a one-on-one basketball game, but when we play a casual match, he insists on playing a 10 foot ball and no low level games will make us better Is called. He is constantly striving to reach the peak of physical fitness. It gives me a similar incentive in sports. The fact that Cameron dedicates to his favorite sports (even entertainment) shows me how difficult it is to work in favorite sports if I want to be the best athlete. Cameron's influence on me is beyond classroom and sports fields. Cameron also has a strong influence on my spiritual life. I see how he continues his journey and shows how I am serving unhappy people. I am working on several types of mission opportunities now under the influence of him, but they taught me that the sense of accomplishment obtained from these opportunities is more than adequate reward . Cameron played the role of Big Brother, encouraging me to do my best in every part of my life and to support me when I am struggling. As long as he does not affect my life, I do not think I will demonstrate my full potential to the fullest. In Cameron, for example, I helped accomplish outstanding results in school and sports and developed mature occupational ethics with my Christian walk. In my life, I was fortunate to be surrounded by people who love and support me, from my parents and brothers to my best friend, her family on the street, and my best middle school student. My friends went to college together and my best friend came to my Korean soldiers with my army combatants - I worked - they will not help, but I am such a wonderful human being I am surprised to have the privilege of having weapons Unconditional love and infinite care for me. And since life is a constantly expanding path of change, sometimes looking at this approach in an unexpected way, I must say good-bye to many good people. Sometimes these farewells are better than others, but I often accept the next step - the next chapter - I forgot to fully understand what I have in front of me . This is a story that I know well. This is the story of my best friend, my brother Kevin. Recently, my older brother saw five nights a week on ESPN nationwide television. He is a celebrity radio journalist. Everything he has is attributed to his own natural talent, perseverance, desire and belief. Kevin knows that he wants to be in his eighth grade. He began to announce the score of sports at our junior high school transceiver. He did the same in high school. Kevin used his basketball skills to earn a sports scholarship at the university where he attended school in one of the top radio broadcasts in the United States.

He knew my physical condition was bad and changed the topic. "So, do you have a boyfriend?" He asked. "No, I broke up with him a few months ago, I thought Try would tell you." "She does not talk much to me, I will make him a very lucky person It is a person who can do. "It is obvious that you are smart, beautiful, accomplished, your body is throbbing. I do not know what to say. "Can I ask you a personal question?" "I do not think I can answer," I said with a smile. I just finished a short conversation with my best friend! Since we were in kindergarten, we became friends, 13 years passed, we are best friends! Do not you think it is wonderful? We talked for two hours. It starts to go low until my second phone has been fully charged. We have talked about a lot of things. I think that we are not that poor at this difficult time we experienced, what makes us disappoint, what makes us work very hard, what makes us disappointed this time thing. Over the course of a few hours I did seriously about ourselves, family, career, broken heart, long distance problems, drama in drama, and more ridiculous conversation. I am very lucky, I am very lucky, I got my best friend, so I am very lucky! - Thanks to CHA. When I was thirteen, I wanted to go to a public high school my best friend had done. I remember my parents that I do not have to go to Catholic school to believe in God. My mother agreed because it is consistent with her idea. My father certainly has reservations, but they allow me to leave the Catholic school board. When I was six years old, my family moved to Switzerland where I met my first best friend. By default, we are the best friends. There are only two or three children of two Americans, her parents know me, and our brothers and sisters are of the same age. In the afternoon I explored my loft at Gothic curiosity. We drama for the family, speak English at lunch, celebrate the American Thanksgiving, talk about ghosts, and eat mother Tiramisu. I have remembered this friendship for the first time carefully for many years, and I really want to put it in perfectly healthy light. After all, the best friendship is not full of secret intimate relationships between new sexual desires, teenage young and girls. But then I remember that dark winter afternoon, we forked the restroom part from the second floor toilet and carefully checked it. I can see the cutlery pattern yet

She did not know this, but she changed my life. When she seems to have no other person, she is near me. When most of my friends disappeared around me, I just thought I was doing something bad, she was there, she showed everything up. I do not matter, inevitably I graduate with a 1 / 10th lower GPA than I wish, or my director speaks to me so disappointed for reasons that I have not recently been focused . I am single and, awkwardly, I met my best friends at high school, university and early times. The word "best friend" seems to be a teenager. The most advanced "highest" seems to be a bit too persistent, I do not know anything about how friendship fades. But these friendships are certainly distinguished by a clear and unique devotion. Two and a half years after my daughter was born, I feel that my best friend has gone away with sorrow, loneliness, embarrassment, and I may not be afraid to become a strong strong friends again. I believe friendship is the greatest thing in human life. My friend got me into the storm. Also, my best memories are mostly with my best friend. My best friend can trust my deepest and darkest secret. Therefore, I believe that true friendship can last forever. Even if you are a hundred to a thousand miles away, I think that true friendship is worth keeping. My best friend and I went to different universities, one traveling all over the country. Since we became a high school cheerleader between freshmen and second graders we were best friends. Even if we are totally in opposition, we understand each other and plan to always be crazy with others. Over the past four years, we have supported and united. They are people I trust and those who spend most of the time I spend with them. My best friend Essay speaks English in the friendship of the Urdu language. Two people who trust each other are called friends. Sustainability of friendship and love is possible only when two people have the same idea, personality and behavior. Friends will undoubtedly increase interaction and love if their thoughts and actions concentrate on one point. Either good or bad, whether rich or poor, whether urban or rural, everyone has friends. I thank God, I found a good friend, his name is Ahmed. Our two friends are faithful to each other. He lives near my house and I go to school with me. When he learns that I am in trouble, he will feel depressed. I am delighted that Ahmed is my kind, thoughtful, competent and diligent friend.

I remember the old days that my mother used to say "Please do not say forever". this is true. Unless things that happened to me change my life to this day, I do not think it is true. I am very cold when I grow up. I think that it was not a stubborn girl who always cries after a man like a nail break or wearing her sleeve. I always leave things to myself and I will do some day to see I cry. Most people just think that I am not a human being. Crying is not something I am accustomed to, but I do not know if there is an example that I can shed the sea. I am urgent to write. When I was 21, I died before I was born (There is an opportunity to live in Zaiceva Hospital thanks to the resurgence team in Zagreb in 1980). Or, at the age of 57, I saw the moment my father died of cancer, and I sat all day. Because I died a lot, this is a story about death. Survivors of lung cancer are running after thinking that they are being panting as "I really should stop smoking" which is a case of liver transplantation which continues smoking, running after the bus and drinking alcohol. Alcohol, this temperament can lead to aggression and violence, but people who are worried about him will not stay on their body at the end, or spirit who is depressed will take contraceptives Please avoid the real problem of her / his misfortune until after you medicine I have had lots of things since I started this blog, but chose to share most of it. One of my close friends, the wedding of the other best friend, and my purpose of finding a date on this occasion died. I became my first uncle, and I had a hard time commemorating the 1st anniversary of my biological father's death. All these occurred to me, and for whatever reason I always put it there. I will not do this. I think that many people care about what I experienced. I do this because I think many people have experienced similar things. Whenever I post more personal posts, I will say "I will experience the same thing I watch comments like "I did it." . Such a thing supports the feelings when I started a blog, my story is not a unique story but a shared story, because someone has experienced this story. .

Do you know how it feels that you will lose your best friend in a bad car accident? I will do it. The death of Delaine Marie K ____ _ was the most painful experience in my life. I never thought that phone, death, and funeral will change my life forever. Also I experience all the pain and pain everyday. I am sitting alone in the living room while watching TV. The only content on each channel is the news on September 11th. The telephone suddenly rang, this is my friend Robin. "You never believe what happened, Drain and Amanda caused a car accident and Draine died." After Robin told me, I fell to the floor and shouted and shouted. I can only shout "I wonder what happened, why, why, Dellan!" Derain and Amanda are heading to a friend 's house. Amanda is driving, of course she is speeding as usual. When Amanda speaks on her cell phone, Kevin and Travis are coming. They are trying to kill some time alone. Amanda decided to play the game so she turned to Kevin 's Truck. When she moved behind, she ran away on the road, then yanked the wheel, and modified it for it another way. The car began sliding to Kevin's truck at 93 mph. Drein was killed by shock. This is totally my fault! We should go shopping at Victoria that day, but I changed my mind at the last moment. If I only keep my plan with her, she will not become an amine with Amanda, she is still alive today! Four very sad and dark days passed, and the day of the funeral arrived. When I walked to the church, what I could think was strong! For Delaine and her family, please become stronger. But for the second time I walked on the wall and saw her body collapse. I completely lost it. I know this is the last time I saw her or touched her, this is goodbye. Her mother and sister This 3 weeks was amazing, I completely changed what I did and how to do it. Because I was a teenager, I went out to play with the same person. My best friend in high school is still my best friend. But in the last three weeks other things have happened. I lived with five other people I did not know so far, I am laughing and angry. I did not expect to be accepted quickly by casual people: I became happy, and I was more confident about my personality. Only new people can enjoy refreshing. The more people know you, you get more opportunities. Work / service opportunities, opportunities for human relations, they are all the same: opportunity. If you limit yourself to a group of a few people, you will never have the opportunity to get better. At the end of the year, one of my favorite things started with one of my best friends (Debbie Page). That was to present words for the New Year. It is not a decision to become a trigger, it can not be reconsidered with just words or phrases. The word itself is worth it, but the process of finding a word has proved to be very meaningful. Sometimes it's on my tongue. At other times, it requires thought, contemplation and trial and error. This year, as in the whole year, work, perseverance, tolerance to accidents, twist, and turn change. Just like every year, once I find the word, it feels good.

Strangers you encounter in your life come in various shapes and sizes. Unexpected things always happen when they are not anticipated. Pearls are treasure of life, reminding the full meaning of life. I lived in a drunk state for two years. My life, my daughter Emerald, I do not know where I most need her mother. A bottle with silver and blue shiny color on the label has become my twin. I gave pearls in my life until I met a man. At the same time, my best friend, new friend, and my first friend is a little boy named Tommy who is the only child. One day, he invited me. I asked my mother very excitedly for this strange thing called friendship, and she said, "Of course!" Our chin fell down. Tommy suggested that his family own an old and historical company, but we did not think of a castle. The sky, a huge turret, a spire, and a stone are rising. And Tommy waving his hands from a huge oak door The default answer to my best friend's question is that "I have many close friends" at all times. As a teenager, I have various interests in technology, car racing, cars, art, sports, and electronics. Based on all my interests, I have a close friend related to different sets of friends and topics. I have only one group of friends, but I have more than one pyramid related to each field I am interested in. I soon learned that my friend's settings are unique. This will be very obvious when, for example, my computer's best friend badly told another child that happens to inform me that it is my best friend of car stereo. This is often a difficult route When I was six years old, my family moved to Switzerland where I met my first best friend. By default, we are the best friends. There are only two or three children of two Americans, her parents know me, and our brothers and sisters are of the same age. In the afternoon I explored my loft at Gothic curiosity. We drama for the family, speak English at lunch, celebrate the American Thanksgiving, talk about ghosts, and eat mother Tiramisu. I have remembered this friendship for the first time carefully for many years, and I really want to put it in perfectly healthy light. After all, the best friendship is not full of secret intimate relationships between new sexual desires, teenage young and girls. But then I remember that dark winter afternoon, we forked the restroom part from the second floor toilet and carefully checked it. I can see the cutlery pattern yet

Some things are more precious than best friends. Someone can spend your tests and sufferings with people you actually are there. I have a lot of friends, I take care of it deeply. But my best friend after 20 years was rock music. No matter what you talk every day, even if you missed it for several weeks. We are busy even in life and we take a break for a couple of months to deal with it. However, when reconnecting, it seems that time has not passed. I decided to send her an open letter expressing my deep appreciation to the Best Friends Day on 6th June. The red hair of your fire truck returns to the classroom and the sky table from the hall in front of me. I was fascinated by this small, confident, talented girl. I am sitting next to you, and the next 20 years will happen in an instant. Celebrating my home away from my whirlwind travel to New York and Las Vegas, to the glass wine in my living room, you stand by my side and I love you even in the darkest time As a single mother, I finally removed the mess that you warned me, and our relationship deepened. When I throw you my clothes, you will never forget your patience and kindness, complaining and even crying. The most precious time outside my children is to sit with you and enjoy a drink on the outdoor terrace to relive the glory days of the youth. The boy we know, the one we lost accepts the people we are Recently, when people move and grow, friendship seems like a moment, but your friendship with me remains stable. I do not know if we are lucky or just know our contacts are unique and deserving our attention! When I enter the new stage of my life as a single mother and balance all the tasks associated with it, it is amazing comfort and honor that you are in your corner. You are more than just a best friend ... you are my older sister. Do you have a close friend? Please tell me your most special friendship relationship. Then call him or her and tell you how much you care. Over the years, my illusion appeared in my mind: My mother became my daughter, my old friend of my age and we are best friends. We call him in a few hours, write down the other letter in the summer, and someday go to the same university. We think of each other's sisters. This is what we mean. I did not have such a friend. In elementary and junior high school, I took a series of "best friends". Most of it lasted one year, probably two years, then moved to an alliance with the drama before puberty. When I was a high school student, my best friend was a group of girls I did not think she really liked me, they tease me - this clumsy stupid partner - even better. I always have a feeling of "marking", I think that one of them will pick the best one I like. My best friend was gay when I was a high school student. To this day, one of them is still one of my best friends. He is one of the most wonderful people I have ever met in my life. Of those two, he was a man who did not "go out" when we went to school. Our other best friend knows that his mother knows (and well thanks for it) his mother, but knows that no one else is doing it. It is not well understood. Our other best friend, Andy, came out and was proud. I did not know he was absolutely fucking up. This is the beginning of the 1990s. We live in a very small southern town in North Carolina. Going out and having pride is about the worst thing you can do, except that you are in a race relationship. I do not hate fucking it. The third bad thing you can do is me. I call it "fag hag". I dislike as much as I hate and hate this word.