Soul Friend Quote Novels & Stories

I'd have the link with them, which includes feeling them when they fuck someone else. At least I can stay naive. That's all that really keeps me going. Don't get me wrong, Soul is amazing, thoughtful, generous and caring but he isn't my mate. I may have never wanted a mate but at least I had found them before losing them. As the saying goes: It's better to have loved and lost than to have not loved at all. Right now, I am cuddled up on the sofa. Soul is out meeting some old friends this evening, so I'm having a relaxing evening to myself. This consists of:

I didn't wake up this morning planning to get petty, but since Ashley has supplied the means, I can't turn it away. In reality, Ashley made the entire day better. Since becoming her friend years ago, she's become my sole confidant. Life is worth living because of friends like her. Everyone should have an Ashley in their corner who reminds them they don't need a smoking hot billionaire penis to be happy. We need wonderful food and friends and whatever else the rest of the quote is from someone semi-famous. Life is not chasing after an unattainable man, but friends. The deep smile thinking of my best friend is the one I'm wearing when the elevator dings again. My hands are stuck in the roses r

Oh look at that, you've come again. It's so sweet of you. I feel like we are already best friends, I can feel us bonding. You come every week to read my dumb confessions and that's pretty amazing of you. So in the spirit of friendship, I will answer any question you have. And I really hope you stick with me through out my journey. “Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but

Avoiding his eyes became a daunting task, yet there existed an odd solace in baring her soul. To Shane, she whispered through tears, "I'm sorry, Shane... genuinely sorry. I sacrificed my friendship for my own selfish desires. It wasn't my intention, but somehow, the path I chose unfolded this way." Her confession hung in the air, accompanied by the weight of regret, as she grappled with the poignant repercussions of her actions.

Sometimes for trusting me, and also telling me about their problems, troubles, victories, defeats. That's being a friend: it's listening, it's trusting, it's loving. And true friends stay forever in our hearts, as well as footprints in the soul, which are eternal, but I felt that Laís, who was a little different, said very little about my goddaughter, but I didn't know if it was a good time to talk. talk or touch on the subject since she did not comment.

she nodded her head, dhiren felt "thank god, this girl didn't questioned that, then why you didn't came at 6 pm only?" Sofia said in painful voice "I know that they don't like me, but I thought atleast they'll not be bad with me" dhiren replied "in this world, to love or to cheat only friends can do that, so what while choosing friends, we must be very careful, in this world every relationship was given by god, except friendship, he gave opportunity for us to choose them, choose them wisely, the one who never leaves you will be the real friend not the one who feels insulted to have you as their friend"

Becca. Wait! “Soul mates?” I asked with a chuckle, intensely amused that she would see it that way. “Yes girl, only soul mates would share such amazing moments.” The ever romantic Cindy murmured approvingly and I rolled my laughing eyes to the ceiling. “Well, do me a favor, Cindy. Next time, try to share something more fun and cool, okay? Flu is not something I like.” I intoned wryly and she chuckled. “Pure Balderdash, babes. It is all inclusive. In poorer and in riches, in health and in sickness. That is what friendship is all about.” She preached gently and I could hear the seriousness in her voice.

And yet, here she was, by the pool again and not too far from the house so if Alastor thinks to peek out of the curtains, she was certain he could see her and follow her all the way out here. So it’s okay, right? It’s not like another god will come by and– The smell of grapes suddenly struck her like a whip splash. “What’s with the long face, ghoul face?” a drunken slur, “…haven’t you made sweet love to puppy there yet?” . . . “Do not choose friends who only flatter you, but who understand you. True friendship implies willingness to speak frankly, to point out the mistakes we made and to exchange opinions freely.” ―Eraldo Banovac

Her grief, etched on her face, resonated with the profound sorrow that no parent should endure. Sandra, Sophia's childhood friend, spoke next. Her face, etched with the weight of shared memories, conveyed the depth of their connection. "We were like sisters, Larry. I miss her laughter and her dreams." Her words carried the echoes of a friendship that had weathered the storms of life, now grappling with the emptiness of Sophia's absence.

'When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares. People come, people go – they'll drift in and out of your life, almost like characters in a favorite book. When you finally close the cover, the characters have told their story and you