Monday, 18 May 2015


There is no where near enough time in the world for me to preach about how my friends have saved my life. And no, that is not an exaggeration.

I will try to keep it to the basics.

In elementary school, I had three friends. That’s right. Three.
However, the reason for this is because I am extremely precise when it comes to my definition of “friends”. Sure, I spoke to pretty much everyone in my class, but I am not the kind of person to classify someone I merely talk to a few times a week as a friend.

I think it is safer this way. Well, for me anyway.