my friends are amazing. my friends fuck shit up beautifully and create brilliant interludes between the conversation and the touch and the hug and the wall and the word and the soul crushed to brick. my friends are making the hairs on my arms stand up. my friends make my life more perfect, come close, feel heaven in their eyes, envision me as i'd like to see me, make music, make art, create a world for me that is comfortable and beautiful, stark, random, glistening in the sunlight, perfect blue skies, comprised of water sculptures in air (the kiss, each lip) again - my friends are fucking amazing.