Documenting the whirlwind years that include growing up, growing humble, growing wiser, and learning to scrub your own toilet.
Oh, and I might mention college.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Note to all mature people in the world:
when you're friends with someone, you're friends with them. You're not friends with them when it's easy or when you want to touch their boobs or when you want to carve your intials in a damn bridge. You're not not friends with them when your girlfriend is around or whatever. You're always friends.
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