Thursday, 27 August 2009

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  friend vs. family

  I hate having friends. It's such a hassle trying to pretend to like someone; pretending that you actually give a shit about what's coming out of their mouth. I hate it. I hate the word and what it stands for. I hate that you have to tell your friends everything because, well, "we're friends". Like hell I do. I hate that I have to put up with bullshit because "we're friends". I hate wasting time. My time is precious and has no space for falseness.
  
  Fake friends. Fake friendships. Fake caring.
  
  I'm above that. I'm blunt about it all. Either I talk to you or I don't. But it doesn't end there. The more I talk to you, that means we get along well and I think you're cool. Good sign. Anything else, just stop trying. Even if we do end up as "friends" and you pull some stunt, I will, and have the right to, flip shit. May it be an invasion of privacy or you just do something to piss me off, I'll call you on it. I have no mercy. I give no warning. Your surprise didn't come with a notice- neither will mine.
  
  I'm done dealing with children. I'm done trying to please everyone because I have some moral obligation due to some title. I'm done trying to be everything to everyone. I'm done giving without any return. I'm done sticking people into social categories; acquaintances, associates, friends, best friends, best friends for life, etc. It's all bullshit.
  
  What I'm not saying is that I'm not approachable, friendly, or courteous. I am still all those things. I never turn anyone away. I don't ignore people. I'm not an (complete) asshole contrary to popular belief. If you fail to see how one doesn't influence the other, that is not my problem. This by no means make me two-faced or fake. I'm just a naturally nice person; doesn't mean I go and make friends everywhere I go.
  
  Those few people who I do know and cherish, aren't friends. I've said this a million times before and I'll say it again and again, they're family. Everyone says that though. Those people who've found the "best friends in the world" make them family. Well, that may not always be the case.
  
  Think of it this way, family get along great right? Well they also fight the worst. I've have so many "incidents" that we have to be family. There's no sane reason to why we'd still put up with each other. The same goes for your biological family. Here's one I don't think most people realize, you know how you don't tell your parents everything or you brother or sister? (Then again you could be some weird fuck and your family everything.) Well, those in your "adopted" family are the same way. They don't tell you every little detail. Everyone has their reasons, but you love them anyway. That's family. Families always talk about each other, behind their backs, to their faces or both. It all depends on the makeup.
  
  What I love about my family is we can make something out of nothing every day of the fucking week. There is never a dull moment. Nothing is off limits. Every party is a family reunion. That we are truly there for each other and don't feel that there is some unwritten contract requiring us to do so. We do it because we care about each other. We look out for one another. We drink with each other. We insult each other. We fight each other. We hate each other. We love each other. We don't judge (all the time). We're blunt and brash. We are the shit.
  
  We wouldn't have it any other way.

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