" The best kind of friend is the one you could sit on a porch with, never saying a word, and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you've had. "
the quote is true indeed. i remembered after SPM me and aqharie always sat on the swing in front of his grandmother's house. we stared long into the sky. to the star. we never really talked much. but man, its just so comforting. honestly i hated so much when its time to go home. oh man i miss the good old days.
All my life I had been looking for something, and everywhere I turned someone tried to tell me what it was. I accepted their answers too, though they were often in contradiction and even self-contradictory. I was naïve. I was looking for myself and asking everyone except myself questions which I, and only I, could answer. It took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my expectations to achieve a realization everyone else appears to have been born with: