Friends may come and go.
The one thing that you must always remember
Is that though you meet many people, never be afraid to let them in.
Much better to know your friends well
Than to live life on your own.

Going is hard.
Parting is such sweet sorrow.
And yet meeting is joy.
Friendship is bliss.

Take this piece of advice from someone who knows.
It’s hard to leave.
But to live without is harder.
It’s hard to give up your best friend.
But it’s harder to go without forever.

To let go of your girl feels like the end of the world.
But to never have felt love, is to never have lived at all.

We were made to love.
We were made to live.
So let your friends in.
And let your friends out. 

The End

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