a helping hand

Today I did something that I hate doing. I had to tell one of my friends to grow a pair. He has always helped me, and now it's time for me to help him. I hate to see him like this, but you know its hard. I know it sounds weird and all to blog about it, but that is what I do. Something is on my mind I blog. I don't care what people see or don't see. I have nothing to hide, and me caring about my friend. I think its a great thing to get out there. I really want to help him, and I think I can.