Sometimes after a week like this one you just feel like crap.
Like Satan has been on your back yelling lies into your ears 24/7 and sometimes you can't help but start to believe him.
And no matter how hard you try to read your scriptures and pray he is just so determined to get you that you can still hear some of his whispers.
And it's discouraging.
And you feel irresponsible, selfish, stressed, not ready for college, stupid, and ugly and all you want to do is cry and watch Shark Week.
Plus you can't afford the gas it'll take to drive over to a "The Hunger Games" viewing party and that just sucks even more!
And sometimes, after a week like that an angel comes along and takes you out for some grilled pizza and fits of uncontrollable laughter, and you forget everything that was making you upset.
And then they blast music that you are free to sing badly to and make up lyrics to when you forget the words, and send you off with a soul squeezing bear hug and a pat on the cheek.
I am a firm believer in the influence our friends can have on us.
And boy was I blessed with some power house, grounded, amazing, intuitive friends... it seems like they always know just when I need them.
So thanks for tonight.
You have no idea how much I need it and you. :)



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