I believe in angels, the kind that heaven sends. I'm surrounded by angels, and I call them my best friends
Once best friends now strangers with memories.
A friend is someone you can call at any hour to laugh or cry or complain.
Fake friends are like autumn leaves, they're scattered everywhere.
To be depressed is to be lonely; to have a friend is to be happy.
Friends give us the change to lift the blinds on our hearts to open up and show what we generally keep hidden from the rest of world.