At Least They're Committed

I have such amazing friends, ya know? Yeah, I’ve mentioned it before. The beautiful thing is, we’re all a bit crazy, we’re all a bit off, but we’re good people and although we’re far from perfect and not always noble, we’re the first to be there for each other and any others for that matter. We’re flawed, so what? We’re honest. We’re getting through this life-thing the best we can. I’m truly grateful for friends like these guys who

accept me as I am, as I accept them, and make that journey not only survivable, but downright enjoyable. And I’m also grateful that we’re not so unique that we wear renaissance attire into a bar with two-thirds of our breasts vomiting out from atop our corsets . . . . and black and white striped leggings.