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Identifying Friendship

A friend is someone who will adore having you around
When you have a friend is the same as looking at your reflection on the mirror but with someone holding another mirror for you to view your back

A friend will never let you down nor be involved in politics about you or your name.

Your friend will always let you know the truth… I once found myself in a situation which proved to me how little faith and friendship existed amongst the people I was with.

There was no remorse for those who were helpless and no correction to those who were not aware.

Instead of correcting someone when you know very well that they are wrong or what they said is not the right answer- a person glares at you and give out silent laughter with a crowd.

Why, would your friend be embarrassed by you instead of being proud and setting the record straight right away and correct you in front of the crowd.

Why do people think that by making fun of others makes them look good- never mind the fact that they are hurting the other person?

Selfish and careless- is that what friends do???

A friend would never mistreat you…

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Lagos said…
Friends are easy to find, genuine friends are a blessing but scarce in life but not impossible to find.Surround yourself with positive people,go getters, people who exube confidence genorisity and not small minded people for they only discuss people and mock at the beautiful and unique.

Genuine friends are possible to find
30/10/07
Unknown said…
Friends will be friends
30/10/07
Unknown said…
friends will be friends
30/10/07
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