Whenever I'm down...I call on you my friend.

       

  I remember meeting her for the first time. The only one who stood out of the faceless crowd in the room. I thought … “I bet she listens to metal.” Yes, my dear friends, for the time being that was the most important indicator for me. I was right! Then she sat down next to me.  

  No, it wasn’t a friendship “from the first sight”. Let’s be real. It was hard. There were laughter, crying, love, jealousy, rage, sadness.

  But it was true. It was pure. It’s the kind of friendship that’s perfect in its little imperfections. It’s been 5 years from now. And I will make sure that there will be a thousand more to come.

 

I am Vessy and this is mine and Zorrie’s blog. 

She’s a  photographer by heart and I am the slightest resemblance to a writer…by mind.

Stay true, people.

Yours, V.