Bros before hoes. Bitches come and go. Some of them stick around, some a lot longer than others. Some are worth it, some aren't. But whatever you do, whoever you're with, never forget your true friends -- they're the ones that'll always be around when you need 'em.

If you're in a situation where a bro might get hurt, give 'em a heads up. If you ever face a decision that could potentially hurt a bro, ask 'em about it first. Its not about asking for permission -- its about showing them respect. Its that simple little gesture that says, "I love you like a brother, and I'll do everything I can to keep you as one." It makes all the difference.

Its not just what you say, its also how you say it.

Its not just what you do, its also how you do it.

I will love you on the condition that you will love me.

I will respect you on the condition that you will respect me.

I will walk that extra mile for you on the condition that you're willing to walk that extra mile for me.

(Unconditional love only exists within family, like between a mother and a newly-born child. Blood is thicker than anything. Everything else requires reciprocation.)

If you stab me in the back, the wound eventually heals but a scar remains forever.