What is the purpose of having friends?

I mean, I have my ideas of what friendship is, but sometimes I think that I'm the only one who believes in the honor, loyalty and fidelity of friendship.

I have a few friends who are precious to me, for whom I would pretty much do anything I possibly could, just to see them smile. And then, I have a few friends who are friends just in name, because they're nice people.

And still I feel as if there were no one in the world who truly understands me.

Well, that's not exactly true. I have a best friend. A man I would do anything for. And I'm in love with him. From my very soul. I would do anything legal for him. Anything.

But he isn't to that point yet. I don't know if he ever will be.

Oh hell.... Nevermind. I'm tired. I think I'm just gonna go to bed. I'll deal with this later.

I meant to work this in, but I'm too tired to think of something clever and quippy... so, check out Bob's Diary.

Peace unto thy hearts.

Tig