Deep, inspiring, forever-friendships are hard to come by these days. You know the kind — you get each other immediately, feel like you were somehow linked in another life, and no matter where/how/when/why, you know your best friend will lay it on the line for you in a heartbeat.
That time her one-night stand peed the couch in his sleep and you were forced to clean it up because you were the only one who was sober and yes, you’re still sort of pissed (pun intended).
Oldest children are the best kind of children. (But, of course, I’m biased because I’m an oldest child myself – of five!) If you have the good fortune of loving/dating/marrying/sexing one of us, congrats to you, good sir!
The good, the bad, and the Aries.
Like childbirth. Wow.