Anyone who knows me knows that I'm quick to anger. At least I used to be. But now I angered at the slightest thing. I don't know what it is because I am confused too myself. I've been leading my days aimlessly. No goals, no aims. Nothing. But something always comes to mind that makes me smile and look at the sky above.
My friends.
Everyone of em.
The crappy nonsense we shared, the silly fun we had. Everytime I got drunk, they were there to take care of me. I have no worries. Even though I'm mostly the only one dead drunk. But I always ended up safe and sound back at home. I don't need to bring up names because we all already knows in our heart who we are. I'm not the friendly-ist person because I've already got all the best friend I've need. I don't need many friends. Just a handful will do. Just a few good men. And women.

All I wanted is to hug my friends and laugh with em. Drink beer or whatever till we drop. Club, dance and grind b*tches all night like we used to do. Even though we don't see each other often, I appreciate my friends. I love you all. I really do. Important no longers describe what you all are. Because its beyond words.