Last night, for some reason, I've finally come to realize what awesome best friends I have. I feel that they're two of the very few people that know me (to an extent - no one can no me better than myself) and still like me for who I am. It's something that makes me feel fuzzy inside knowing this. We may not carry on as we are today for the next ten years. But I'll at least know that friendships like these do exist, and I am so damn lucky to have experienced it. They may not totally feel the exact same as I do, but I know they do, even a little bit.

I know I don't say this often. And it's probably best that I didn't, since it can lose its feeling if done over too many damn times. 

Thank you. I love you guys. With every inch of my penis. :)