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Finish Him!!!

Fake friends are like shadows: always near you at your brightest moments, but nowhere to be seen at your darkest hour
True friends are like stars, you don't always see them but they are always there.

Going to one of my oldest freinds once agian to bring his son something for his birthday last Friday was pretty fucking cool. The gift harkened back to me and his dad's old days haunting the downtown arcades, things that are one of my few good memories growing up, the fact that new freinds were made and me and a very old freind had time to chill watching them was cool. It sucks there is still a missing part of the equation, but that will come soon enough but for now, this was a little price of normality the way things should be, there's no question even tho I am a hard man to have as a good freind that this man has my back unconditionally and has since we were kids. It was pretty fucking awesome to just hang out and have a kids night out and spend time there celebrating his birthday, it's been a long time since I've felt this normal and the more things I do, and the closer I get to having him home, little things won't make me forget my own, but it's nice once in a while to have others that I care about around to share some of the positive elements and people in my life. It was a pretty cool experince. It will happen agian. Pretty cool that I was the bad influence when we were kids and I probaly got him into more shit than he needed to be in with who we chilled with, and now he still keeps me on the straight and narrow and gives me perspective in life, esp during some of my darker moments. It's good to have a freind like that, I have a few like that but he's the only one that's been that way for a quarter century. This last weekend minus one very important part has been one of the few times in the last while I have both been full of inner turmoil and been at peace, I'll take as much of the happy times as I can get. Those are the things important to me.

Current Mood: Happy.
All my friends are fighters. I've never met a man before who avoids the fight because he knows he'll win.

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