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warmthofrelease
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Two things, at the very least: 1) Stabbing each other in the backs 2) stabbing the backstabbers' backs back I think everything else is theory, or good practice, or making shit up as you go. It's like love with less pressure. But similar consequences. Just less kissing. I guess it's worth it. There's no skills more valuable you can learn than making_new_friends, and cleaning_a_wound.
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raze
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friends are for fighting through fear to arrive at a deeper understanding — the kind that causes a slow sigh to swell from somewhere south of the place where breath is born when you realize you've found the people_who_feel_like_home.
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ovenbird
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Friends are for showing you what’s possible when you travel beyond the story sung by the blood your mother gave you. They are creatures from another planet, minds originating from a different source. They are there to show you all the things you’ve never seen, to reveal that there are other ways to spend your dwindling golden afternoons. They are there to prove that if love is set free in this world and allowed to pick anyone it wants for its own, that it will pick you, as imperfect and broken as you are. To be chosen is to be shown your inherent worth and if you’re lucky you will have a friend who says, “Look how beautiful you are! You are exactly who you should be, and I love you.”
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what's it to you?
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