from my best friend.

I stole this from her blog. She's really great, and she cries a lot. Believe me, she does. She'll even tell you she does. I enjoy being her best friend and witnessing the crying sessions quite a lot. I, on the other hand, do not like crying. But when I can't help it any longer, this makes me feel a little less weak and pathetic.

So, tonight, I am alive.