Just Friends Be Yourself Novels & Stories

On my wedding day, I had just stepped onto the aisle when a ripple of laughter spread through the crowd. "Take it all off, and she's got a body on her! Look at her face, like she's enjoying it!" I turned toward the voices and saw my ex-husband's photos of me blown up across the giant screen. They kept changing, one after another, explicit and impossible to ignore. All around the room, phones were already coming up as people started taking pictures. My hands began to shake. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mother collapse. Behind Leon Coleman, Allison Fleming slapped her thigh and raised her voice, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Oh, wow. Leon showed these to the guys yesterda

About the way he'd said "there's nowhere else I'd rather be." "Yeah," I said. "I believe him." Lily nodded slowly. "Then I'm happy for you. Both of you. Just promise me one thing." "What?" "Promise me you'll be careful. Not with him I trust him, weirdly. But with yourself. You have a habit of giving too much of yourself away, of molding yourself into what other people need. Don't do that this time. Be exactly who you are and let him figure out if he fits." I looked at my best friend. The person who'd been there through all of it, who'd never once judged me, who'd followed me to Miami without question.

They even get jealous, they fight over the fact that you are rich and you have so many opportunities and they havee none… Over the most annoying things that could literally tell you who they are. The concept of friendship is so deep. But we also make good friends in our Lifetime and we keep them till the end, cause they always have your back one way or the other. Choose your friend's wisely so you won't have to choose what to be around them you be yourself, conduct and very discreet, if your friends make you work on eggshells then definitely they are not your friends there are you enemies and I learned that from Olive friends

"I know, and I love him too. I'm just a little worried about fitting into his world. I come from the wrong side of the tracks, Bethany. His friends and work associates are going to see beneath my layers of makeup and call me out as the phony I am." "You're not a phony. You're the most real person I know, Mom." Bethany reached around her soup to touch her mom's arm, concern pulling her brow together. "You just need to be yourself and not anyone else. You can't change for someone, or you'll end up hating who you've become." "How did you get so wise?" Her mom winked at her, patted her hand and picked up her spoon, taking a tentative sip of her own soup.

I know that is what most ladies like her do. "I appreciate your advice and your friendship. Keep being a true friend because there is reward ahead." "I am just being myself and not expecting anything. If you are fine then I am okay."

Others might mistake us as a couple but we were very close friends. "See, like any girl, date anyone but remember that don't change yourself for them. If they love you just the way you're then it's great but if she doesn't then you can find someone else." I said because I knew how pathetic it felt that you keep trying to make someone like you. At a point, you would realize that not only have you lost your true self but also the people who loved you will be away from you because of someone who never wanted you. "Are you okay?" He asked because I just zoned out. Nodding I smiled as he took my hand in his.

He sat beside me and threw a sandwich to my lap "For you, I was looking for you but you're here" "Why are you looking for me?" I asked "We're friends right? Besides, I like hanging out with you more than with them. I can be myself" He said as he leaned to the tree "It's better to be yourself than be someone else to fit yourself in with them" "Yeah but what can I say? I need them to get into the basketball team. It's my dream" "You know you should go for it. Prove your parents that you can be a basketball player. It's not too late"

"You're still together, madly in love, apparently both secure enough in your relationship to fuck the same guy, and in Bella's case, abuse me as a bed warmer, to me that sounds a long way towards 'working out', if you ask me." "True," I admit, then snicker at his way of summing things up. "It's just words anyway. For us. But I really mean it when I say, just be yourself. We've seen you at your best and worst plenty of times and still find it in ourselves to like you, so just don't deliberately fuck up and we'll be good."

I don't feel like the same naive girl that I was before that night. "Just be yourself, don't try to be someone else. I like you, they will too" His words soothe me instantly, the rocky ocean churning up my insides has become a calm, lazy river. With his wealthy friends who he doesn't like; I'm told to be who he needs me to be. But with his family, the people who know him best and care the most about him; being myself is more than enough. I nod my head with a large smile on my face, my cheeks have begun to subtly ache from all the smiling I've done today, maybe Paris wasn't such a bad idea after all.

Be your own friend. It’s a tough reality, but you will never be able to make everyone like you, no matter what you do. But look on the bright side: No one else can do it, either. So accept the twinges that will inevitably come when you realize you haven’t made a connection with someone, and focus instead on a goal that will take you further toward being the kind of person you want to be—learning to like yourself, flaws and all. Alot of people don't know how to be their own friend and get a lot of challenges