I can count all of my closet friends on one hand...
I only have a few friends who I'd consider to be really close. My roommate considers everyone to be a friend; I, on the other hand, have close friends, friends, and acquaintances. I guess it goes ahnd-in-hand with the fact that I'm such a private person. There are so few people who I actually allow to get close to me. But I wanted to dedicate this post to those few friends who mean something to me--who have been there for me in tough times. Here they are: First, there's J, a friend from high... Sign in to see full entry.