The only thing I will force in my life is my jeans over my ass. Not friends, not relationships.
Less friends less bullshit. Keep your circle small.
Friends come and go like waves of the ocean, but the true ones stick, like an octopus on your face.
A friend is someone who listens to your bullshit, tells you that it is bullshit and listens some more.
There’s a “hell” in hello, “good” in goodbye, “lie” in believe,”over” in lover, “end” in friend, and “if” in life.
Sometimes I enjoy when people stop being friends with me. It’s like the garbage took itself out.
You remind me of my Chinese friend… Ug Lee.
Do you ever see a person you used to be friends with and you’re like “glad I got the fuck outta that one”?
Sometimes I wonder why I don’t have many friends. Then I hear some of the stupid shit that comes out of people’s mouths and I remember.
Dirty mind. Caring friend. Potty mouth. Good heart. Smart ass. Kind of an asshole. Humble. Great in bed. Can drink like a fish. Will call you on your shit. I never said I was perfect.
