sometimes, people talk shit about my friends, and I try to defend the best that I can.
because I like them all the same and I don't stand for people that put others down.
but I think that sometimes I'm just blinded, by the fact that I feel they're my "friends" and this must be wholly "good" in the sense that they would do things that wouldn't cross the proverbial line from my perspective.
it's just plain facts that some people I know are really bitches, some of them really douches and others, attention seekers, hopeless idiots and weirdos.
I can't change that.
I only can look away, cover the ugly side of Hel and believe that she's the most beautiful and seductive woman I had ever seen.
"Oh but you're so immature, that's how you become friends, by getting used to and covering each other's shortcomings."
Yeah, but then comes the question of how much do you actually know them, how for are you willing to go before you reach the deal breaker scenario?
I haven't figured that out yet.
maybe that's why I'm just immature.
that's why I can't make friends, or specifically, real friends.
I'm so annoyed by my ineptitude I be able to look past the fake front people put up and deduce simple conclusions on whether they can be properly trusted or not.
I guess smile and wave are the only kinds of friend I can make for now.
anything else is just me sticking my arm out and waiting for it to be cleaved off.
makes me wonder if that means I'm ready to be shipped off. I can't form bonds over here, I'll probably feel the same over there. I just have to deal with the extra side dish of conscious and unconscious racism and social segregation.
meh.
because I like them all the same and I don't stand for people that put others down.
but I think that sometimes I'm just blinded, by the fact that I feel they're my "friends" and this must be wholly "good" in the sense that they would do things that wouldn't cross the proverbial line from my perspective.
it's just plain facts that some people I know are really bitches, some of them really douches and others, attention seekers, hopeless idiots and weirdos.
I can't change that.
I only can look away, cover the ugly side of Hel and believe that she's the most beautiful and seductive woman I had ever seen.
"Oh but you're so immature, that's how you become friends, by getting used to and covering each other's shortcomings."
Yeah, but then comes the question of how much do you actually know them, how for are you willing to go before you reach the deal breaker scenario?
I haven't figured that out yet.
maybe that's why I'm just immature.
that's why I can't make friends, or specifically, real friends.
I'm so annoyed by my ineptitude I be able to look past the fake front people put up and deduce simple conclusions on whether they can be properly trusted or not.
I guess smile and wave are the only kinds of friend I can make for now.
anything else is just me sticking my arm out and waiting for it to be cleaved off.
makes me wonder if that means I'm ready to be shipped off. I can't form bonds over here, I'll probably feel the same over there. I just have to deal with the extra side dish of conscious and unconscious racism and social segregation.
meh.