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Pop-Rocks
Jun 15, 2007, 11:35 AM
Two Types of Friends -- Real & Simple

A simple friend has never seen you cry.
A real friend has shoulders soggy from your tears.

A simple friend doesn't know your parents' first names.
A real friend has their phone numbers in his address book.

A simple friend brings a bottle of wine to your party.
A real friend comes early to help you cook and clean.

A simple friend hates it when you call after he has gone to bed.
A real friend asks you why you took so long to call.

A simple friend seeks to talk with you about their problems.
A real friend seeks to help you with your problems.

A simple friend wonders about your romantic history.
A real friend could blackmail you with it.

A simple friend, when visiting, acts like a guest.
A real friend opens your refrigerator and helps himself.

A simple friend thinks the friendship is over when you have an argument.
A real friend knows that it's not a friendship until after you've had a fight.

A simple friend expects you to always be there for them.
A real friend expects to always be there for you!

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monkey
Jun 15, 2007, 01:56 PM
Very nice. I have one to add.

A simple friend will bail you out of jail.
A real friend is sitting right next to you saying, "Dang, that was fun!"

BGW
Jun 15, 2007, 03:13 PM
A simple friend will help you move
Areal friend will help you move the body!!

Yosemite_Wolf
Jun 15, 2007, 04:39 PM
a simple friend will suggest stealing a goat
a real friend will help you steal it, put it out to pasture on both yards, and return the goat safely before dawn.

beautiful_mess38
Jun 15, 2007, 08:05 PM
A simple friend knows what you look like.
A real friend can identify your body.

A simple friend says lets do lunch sometime.
A real friend says I'll meet you at the restaurant in 20 minutes.

A simple friend will get drunk with you.
A real friend will hold your hair back while you puke.

Yosemite_Wolf
Jun 15, 2007, 08:21 PM
LOL Love it.


Muel Dams do that for each other.

beautiful_mess38
Jun 17, 2007, 09:28 PM
A simple friend says have a good day.
A real friend wants to know all about your day.

Kim
Jun 18, 2007, 08:35 AM
A simple friend backs you up no matter what.
A real friend tells you she doesn't have your back this time and why.

Pop-Rocks
Jun 18, 2007, 10:56 AM
A simple friend may know they did wrong but never Apologize.
A real friend may know they were wrong and is willing to Apologize.

Dodgergirl
Jun 18, 2007, 11:16 AM
A simple friend will add fuel to the fire to see who it burns

A real friend will ask you to let it go before irreparable damage is caused

kellieflan
Feb 02, 2009, 12:19 PM
We never know how high we are
'Til we are asked to rise,
And then if we are true to plan
Our statures touch the skies --

The Heroism we recite
Would be a normal thing
Did not ourselves the Cubits warp
For fear to be a King --

only1alphafemale
Feb 02, 2009, 12:46 PM
RISK

To laugh, is to risk playing the fool
To weep, is to risk appearing sentimental
To reach out for another, is to risk involvement
To expose feelings, is to risk exposing our true selves
To put your ideas, your dreams, before the crowd is to risk loss
To love, is to risk not being loved in return
To live, is to risk dying
To hope, is to risk despair
To try at all, is to risk failure

But risk must be taken
Because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing
The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing
They may avoid suffering and sorrow,
but they simply cannot learn, change, feel, grow, love, live…
Chained by their attitudes they are slaves
Only the person who risks is free!

Risk by Hugh Prather

(one of my favorite poems) lol ;)

Iris
Feb 02, 2009, 12:50 PM
"Interlude III
Karl Shapiro

Writing, I crushed an insect with my nail
And thought nothing at all. A bit of wing
Caught my eye then, a gossamer so frail

And exquisite, I saw in it a thing
That scorned the grossness of the thing I wrote.
It hung upon my finger like a sting.

A leg I noticed next, fine as a mote,
"And on this frail eyelash he walked," I said,
"And climbed and walked like any mountain-goat."

And in this mood, I sought the little head,
But it was lost; then in my heart a fear
Cried out, "A life - why, beautiful, why dead!"

It was a mite that held itself most dear,
So small I could have drowned it with a tear."