I'm so thankful.

That I have a friend who recognizes when I'm being a 'tard and need some quality time. Time to talk and make no sense, time to unload, unwind, and vent all the junk in my head.

Without fear.

Without shame.

Even if I've told her 5,000 times that I'm going to move away and may eventually do so one day.

Or if I'm still angry at that stupid person who she told me would hurt me.

Or if a friend keeps hurting me.

Or if another friend of ours is just insensetive and seemingly unaware.

I'm so thankful that she stopped by tonight to tell me I'm being a brat.

And to listen.