I have been horizontal for 85% of this day.
As my sister and I sat and had a drink, waiting for our other friends to arrive, two guys approached us, clearly intoxicated.
Things might have seemed good at first, but they turn into a nightmare that you can’t wake up from.
You think of your humor as clever, refreshing, and fun. Others think of it as “similar to that of my 78-year-old grandpa.”
I keep making excuses as to why I never wrote this letter, or why I couldn’t bring myself around to write it during the month I said I would.
A friend listens. A friend is curious.
ISTJ – You are Ross Geller
In my opinion, the most accurate comparison to certain kinds of friendships can be compared to the Molecular Theory of Matter.
He’s a tornado you run straight into.
You can wonder and dream about all the wonderful things that could have been, but then you must put them aside.