Friends...what can I say about my friends? First of all, I can say that a lot of them probably don't deserve a friend like me. And I can say that with full modesty. Of course, I also don't deserve friends like them in return, so I guess in a way, we're even.
My friends are, in every sense of the word, some of the best and worst people I know. They have the worst good intentions and the best fails. They're obnoxiously smart, and terribly loving. I don't know what I appreciate more, the fact that most of them love me unconditionally, or the fact that they rarely show it.
I'm a lot smarter and craftier than my friends give me credit for. In a way I guess I appreciate that. Only because in retrospect, i don't give a fuck how smart they think I am. As long as they think I'm nice and a good friend that's all that matters to me. In fact, I wouldn't care if they truly thought I was the clumsiest, good-for-nothing, stupid bimbo they sometimes joke about me being. I just really wish they'd realize how much I truly care about them.
My life revolves around them. My friends are....my life. Literally. If it wasn't for them, I wouldn't be who I am today. They've saved my life in more ways and more times than they will ever know. It's hard....me trying to express to you how much my friends mean to me through vague words on the Internet. You don't know me and you have no idea who they are. All you need to know is that they will show up in this blog a lot.
In case any of my friends are reading this....just know how much you've made a difference in my life. In the best of ways. And that's not sarcasm. I would be lost without you.
No comments:
Post a Comment