Friendship Quote #6235361
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It's days like this that I wish I had more than one best friend,
It's days like
this that I wish I had more than one best
friend,
because now I don't think I even have one.
because now I don't think I even have one.
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posted September 6, 2012 at 9:35pm UTC tagged with friendship
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