Sunday, February 8, 2009

My Best Friend.

My Best Friend.

My Best Friend is the girl who I bonded with over a common childhood memory.
My Best Friend is the girl who didn’t know herself.
She is the friend I always wanted.
She is the friend I might, by no means, wholly ever gain.
My Best Friend is wise and beyond our years.
My Best Friend is stubborn and idealistic.
Она свежей и неустойчивый со своими страстями.
Elle est banale et insensée avec ses convictions.
My Best Friend is the reason I am today.
My Best Friend is nothing more than a mere imitation of myself.
Я являюсь ею
Elle est moi.
My Best Friend is an invitation to the world.
My Best Friend is a summon to death.
She is my inspiration.
She is my devastation.
My Best Friend is my unpredictable future.
My Best Friend is my sadistic present.

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