There are moments in life where you realize who the "true blue" individuals are among us. It seems like a rare occurence; just meeting someone is tough enough. Our society has decided to go and get itself into an awkward phase. Something we are all born into, at least us '80's babies.

When that fateful moment finally does appear, grab it and never let it go. Having a friend who no matter what, is there with you through thick and thin.

If you have a fight, get over it. Kiss and make up. Hug. Fix the problem and move on because in the end, all that matters is that you have each other.

There is a question I would pose to all of you. If you knew the end of the world was coming and you had to choose one person to spend it with, who would it be? I would be willing to make a wager that eight times out of ten, it would your absolute closest friend. The one who you sit down with, smoke a cigarette, and tell all your war stories. You know the stories. Recent hook-ups, drunken fiesco's, take part in a bake parade, just all around life-changing events.

Who is that one hope?

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