That there are people who can just be your friends. Nothing more, nothing less.
That vulnerability can be used as a strength if you acknowledge it and use this weakness to your advantage. Not getting my point? Me either.
That even after downing your supposed comfort food, you still feel empty. Uh-oh. The search for a new comfort food begins.
That no matter how you want to deviate from the norm by giving the finger to Erikson or Freud, you somehow tend to unconsciously develop traits that make them point their nasty fingers at you. Telling you that you either get yourself a girl or get lost forever. Fckers.
That friends that confide in you are people worth keeping because it works both ways (Paulo, please make some sense now).
That keeping your hopes up, assuming possible expectations and plain expecting is not cool. Whatever happened to learning from experience? Flew out of the window, I guess.
That a swarm - ok, maybe just a crowd - of people (or just the sight of it) exhausts me and the feel of walking alone energizes me. So much introvert feels kept inside this statement (pun painstakingly intended).
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