A 5 year old boy asked his friend. What is friendship? He replied: Friendship is when you rob my chocolate every day from my bag. I still keep it in same place.
Wat makes frnds specialis d way each 1 remembrs d otherwen dey r apart, dey mis d talks,d laughs & d times dey were 2gethr."LIFE changes;memories n frnz DONT"
There is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person, however dear and beloved, but an expansion, an interpretation, of one's self, the very meaning of one's soul.